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“We could try making them.” He got up off the cushion, right when Kodi and Derick came into the room. “Let’s go see what ingredients I have.”

“My love, where are you going?”

Flashing a smile at Derick, he patted his arm as he walked past. “To the kitchen. Lennon has a new recipe we’re going to try.”

“What about me?”

Lennon, Lane noticed, flashed Kodi a smile. “I’m sure you’ll have plenty to talk about with your dad.” He waved his wrist at Derick, and Lane stopped, intrigued. “Kodi said you went with him weeks ago to buy this.”

A frown furrowed Kodi’s brow.

Derick nodded, placing the tray he held down on the table next to the couch. “I did, though he didn’t need help to find what he wanted for you.”

Lennon beamed at Kodi with so much love, Lane had to resist clapping with excitement.

“Your son had great taste.”

The grin was pure wolf when Derick nodded. “That he does.”

Kodi knocked his shoulder into Derick’s. “Behave.” To Lennon he gave a pleading look, one Lane recognized. “Can’t I come and help?”

A joyous giggle escaped Lennon. He glanced at Lane with a light of mischief in his eyes. “What do you think?”

Lane developed a lump of emotion at Lennon’s playfulness. He was absolutely perfect. “I think that’s a brilliant idea.” He winked at Derick, whose eyes rolled skyward. “What do you think, darling? Are you coming to play in the kitchen, too?”

“No playing at anything, you two,” Kodi grumbled, shuddering. He walked to Lennon and took his hand. “Baking is what we’re doing! Don’t you think I’ve been traumatized enough today?”

Lennon patted Kodi’s hand. “Don’t worry, I’ll protect your sensitive eyes.”

Derick’s rumbled laughter got Lane joining in.

Why did I even doubt myself?

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Delicious & Vicious

Frey: Lennon, you sly bat you! Booker’s just told me you were by the house on Monday. Why didn’t you say anything last Friday about Kodi? A week and you’ve said nothing!

Ziggy: Don’t give Lennon a hard time, we all talk about our relationships in our own time.

Frey: You’re right. My mind is blown how Isley, Bowie, and Lennon have all been secretly dating at the same time and not let on! Wilder, do you have something to tell us?

Wilder: They weren’t all that secret, I knew about Isley. And no, I told you, no peen has been anywhere near me in so long, I can’t remember what it’s like.

Bowie: Lennon, Isley, and Ziggy knew about Kari and me. Sorry Frey.

Frey: I’m not sure if I should be upset or not.

Wilder: You should be upset for me, Frey! I’m the one who is left on the shelf.

Bowie: What shelf? Can we help get you off?

Ziggy: Bowie, he means it metaphorically. As in, no one wants him.

Bowie: Wasn’t the guy from accounts asking you out just yesterday?

Wilder: Yes, but I prefer my shelf. Did you see the gropey hands he couldn’t keep to himself? He must have touched me at least twenty times and my raccoon was having none of it. Said he smelled funky.