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“Sort of. We’ve literally just met, and you’re already trying to warn me off. Why? Don’t I get a say in things?” Lewis’s eyes suddenly widened. “Are you disappointed? Am I not who you wanted?”

My scowl deepened. “You’re exactly who I had hoped my mate would be. Well, I didn’t really have a preference beyond being hopeful that I’d be gifted a male omega.”

Lewis’s eyebrows rose. “Why? Do you not like women?”

I sighed. I’d stepped right into that one. I took a step and started walking, quickly realizing that I was going to have to adjust my stride quite a bit to match my much smaller mate’s shorter legs. “I like women just fine. My mother is a wonderful person, and my brother’s mate is a saint for putting up with him. She was stuck with the more stubborn of the two of us.”

“Then why did you hope for a male mate?”

I looked down at my mate and shook my head. “Are you upset that I did?”

“No. Just curious.”

“Because I prefer your parts over female ones. Is that a good enough answer?” I sure hoped so. If not, I’d very much explain to him that I preferred to suck a dick and lick a slick hole and run my hands over a harder body than a soft one of a woman.

“I understand.”

I sighed again. “This is not how I wished for this conversation to go.”

“I’m sorry,” Lewis said and dropped his gaze.

“That isn’t necessary. Evan was asking me if my dick worked, and that was a conversation I refused to have with him,” I said. “It’s just been an unusual chain of events.”

“He didn’t,” Lewis asked, incredibly shocked.

I chuckled. “He did. I had asked if he thought my age would be an issue for you because I’m old and boring.”

Lewis sighed. “I don’t care that you’re older. I’m pretty boring too. I go to work, then go home alone. It’s unexciting. I don’t even really watch television. Nothing seems to hold my attention.”

I stared intently at Lewis, because how could I not? He was gorgeous, and his creamy skin was calling to me. I wanted to strip him naked and caress him everywhere while making love to him. “You can ask, you know,” I said because I could tell that he was eager to ask a question.

“Ask what?” Lewis looked up at me with wide eyes.

“Whatever it is that you want to know. I can scent you. You’re my mate, and you’re incredibly aroused.”

Lewis cleared his throat. “Umm…from the look of things, so are you.”

I nodded. “Does that answer any question as to whether or not things work?”

Lewis shrugged. “I mean…the part seems to…uh…yeah. It works in that way. But I mean, you would have to demonstrate completely before I could make a final decision about whether or not it fully works. That’s only fair, right?”

I threw my head back and laughed. Life certainly wouldn’t be boring with Lewis. He was probably exactly who I needed to add some spice to my life. I was going to have a reason to come home in the evenings, and spending them alone was no longer going to be the outlook of my days.

“You have no idea just how well my parts work. But there is probably something we should discuss before we get naked and into bed.” I told myself that he was my mate, and it wouldn’t matter. He wouldn’t have an issue with the fact that a gargoyle’s entire shaft was essentially a knot, and it would expand from head to base. Nor would he have issues with having sex in my shifted form, where my dick shifted to my gargoyle’s skin as well. He was fated to be with me. He would be open to that, wouldn’t he? I’d heard how some had struggled with that, but something told me that Lewis wasn’t going to be one of those people.

“What do we need to discuss? Do you have questions for me? I can answer some things, but most fae don’t really have sex until we meet our mate. At least, they don’t in our realm because we usually sense them so young. I’m actually kind of old already, but I guess that’s because I was supposed to come here to meet you.”

I reached out, unable to not touch his skin any longer. His cheek was cold from the wind, but just as smooth and soft as I’d thought. I rubbed his cheek and smiled when he pushed into my touch. “I’m not worried about that,” I said quietly. “It’s something that pertains specifically to gargoyles. I feel it should be discussed before we move forward with things. Especially since you are inexperienced.” A whole lot of prep was going to be needed, but we could get there. We wouldn’t be fated to be together if we couldn’t.

“Should I be worried?”

I shook my head. “Not at all.” The last thing I’d wanted was to worry him, but apparently, my need to discuss things first had done just that. “We can go discuss this right now if that will make you feel better,” I said. “My place is just over there.” I pointed behind us. “Or we can go to yours.”

Lewis bit his bottom lip. “Umm…I think yours. Just because if we should end up doing something, I know you’ll fit on your bed. There is no way you would fit on mine.”

I couldn’t help it; I laughed again. Most certainly, it was not going to be boring with my little mate.

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