Page 68 of The Platinum Dragon's Courageous Mate

Then he took the peel and stick stars and moons and all the glow-in-the-dark doodads that Kieran handed him and he began to hang them. The most strenuous thing Kieran had to do was direct him where to place them, and he didn’t even object when his mate started painting the baseboards because at least he was sitting on the floor to do that.

Lachlan could feel Kieran’s joy just at the fact that they were working together.

It felt amazing to be able to get Micah’s furniture back in, have everything settled so their son could have his room back. He seemed pleased too, pulling his toys out of his toy box and putting them back in, over and over.

“Come on, love, let’s get cleaned up. It’s supper time.”

Kieran beamed at him, his mate tired but happy. “Oh, is it? We had a productive afternoon.”

“We did, and I’m starving. Hopefully there’s something tasty for our late meal.” He was hoping for a roast, honestly.

“Alban always has something going,” Kieran said with absolute certainty. “Are you hungry, Micah, my love?”

“POOD!”

That sweet baby was eternally hungry.

“Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Lachlan teased.

Kieran chuckled. “Well, let’s go get cleaned up, then, and go find Wiver.”

“Wiver!” Michah staggered over to them, arms up.

Lachlan lifted him, and they trooped off to the bathroom to wash up before going in search of supper. The sun was setting outside, casting long pink shadows, and he loved this time of day with his family.

Did that make him sappy? That a long, leisurely supper and lazing on the couch made him so happy?

It may make you sappy, but I’m glad that you love it. We love hanging out with you. I was hoping we could play cards tonight, in fact.

Oh, I’d like that. We can play after Micah goes to sleep, you, me, and the cribbage board.

And cinnamon cookies. Or cinnamon toast…

Yes, my love. Anything you want.

That’s a dangerous promise.

He laughed, because he had to.Happiness this big couldn’t be contained.

Chapter

Twenty

Kieran stretched, bending back just enough to ease the pressure on his lower spine.

His baby bump was growing steadily, and he was having to rest a little more. The nursery had hit a little snag when a few things went on back order, but it was back on track now, a little more than a month after he’d started it.

Suddenly he had to go to the bathroom, which he thought was so silly. Why did magical beings have to do that? He supposed because they wanted to be more than just energy floating around.

On the way back from the bathroom, he saw the basket of laundry he’d placed on Micah’s bed.

Oh, he should put that way since Alban had been so kind as to fold it.

He farted around for quite a while before he realized he was hungry, so he wandered down to the kitchen. Micah was with Lachlan today in the office playing “Take Your Son to Work Day”.

He thought it was adorable because Lachlan had made a place for Micah to sit with Wiver and play with his toys and be still under Lachlan’s watchful eye. But that meant Kieran hadthe run of the house and he didn’t really have to worry about keeping track of his son.

There were fresh cinnamon rolls sitting on the counter with a note from Alban that said, “Had to run into town to get some groceries. Please help yourself.”