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And for a second, Dawn wondered if she'd planned this all wrong. She'd never gone to university because she'd married young and had spent so many years trying to conceive a child. Did someone like Blake need higher-minded activities?
However, before doubt could set in, he smiled and added, "Just know that turnabout is fair play. Your turn with the blindfold will come one day, Dawn. So wait for it."
Her doubts faded at Blake's smile. She was definitely worrying too much. "Noted. Now, stop stalling. The food is getting cold, and if any of it is only so-so now, it'll be even worse cold."
Snorting, he felt around to the next container. "Even us dragon-shifters have these fancy things called microwaves."
Even though he couldn't see it, she stuck her tongue out. "Just hurry up and eat, dragonman. I want some, too."
He scooped a black-colored sauce—Dawn's experiment to get blue had failed—and watch him eat again. When he nodded afterward, her heart sung a little.
Blake said, "This one is great, some kind of pasta sauce. Although adding pasta itself to the mix would make it better."
She eyed the last container, which contained green spaghetti noodles. "I did bring some pasta, too. Take off your blindfold, and let's eat because I think the noodles might be congealing."
He chuckled, the sound echoing in the small room. Blake tore off the blindfold and zeroed in on the dishes in front of him. He prodded said noodles with his spoon. "These might be inedible."
Her stomach rumbled. "At this point, I don't care."
Blake met her gaze, and she forgot all about her hunger. Or, at least the kind related to her stomach.
The dragonman was too handsome for his own good.
The usual wariness in his eyes was gone, replaced with concern. He stated, "Then come and eat. No female of mine should ever be hungry."
While she wasn't technically his yet, Dawn didn't feel the need to correct him.
No, after her silly second-date antics and Blake putting up with them in good fun, she knew more than ever she wanted a chance with him.
Maybe if she were more methodical, Dawn would've pondered that thought some more, let it sit, and merely enjoy the rest of the evening without any heaviness or complications.
Or, she would’ve talked to Blake about what so many people had told her, that frenzies always worked between true mates regardless of fertility issues with others.
However, much like her daughter, Dawn's mouth and brain didn't always work together. So she blurted, "I want the frenzy, Blake. Do you?"
Chapter Eight
Blake wanted to shout yes, he wanted the frenzy before pulling Dawn close and kissing her. However, he couldn't do that just yet. A few things had to be set up quickly before any of that happened. So he simply stated, "Of course I do."
"You say 'of course' as if it couldn't be any other way."
He reached out a hand but then pulled back and clenched his fingers into a fist. "You are beautiful, kind, amusing, and so many other things. What male wouldn't want a chance with a female like that?"
Her cheeks turned pink, and he itched to caress her blush to see if her skin was warmer to the touch.
The whole "not being able to touch her" deal was annoying.
Dawn cleared her throat. "Maybe if said female were single without any strings attached. However, I have Daisy, and not every bloke would be up for that challenge."
He frowned. "Maybe she's energetic and chatty, but so are you. If they like you, why wouldn't they like your daughter?"
Dawn tilted her head. "Liking her and wanting to raise her are two very different things."
Even now, he could tell her idiotic ex was hovering over her. He'd left because Daisy had been too much for him to handle, true. But the male must've hurt her deeper than she let most people see.
It was a good thing the bastard lived in Australia or Blake would risk venturing into a city to find him and tell him a few things. "She is a huge part of your life, a huge part of you. Maybe I would've resisted a little without knowing you, but now? I would accept five Daisies for a chance with you, Dawn. You make the world brighter, which is something I never thought I'd say to another person."
She moved a few inches closer, although it was still too bloody far away. Her voice was soft when she replied, "You're so much more than what people say about you, Blake. Why do you hide away from everyone else?"
