Page 76 of Keys To My Cuffs


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This man was sexy for his age. You could tell he could easily hold his own with any of the men that surrounded him in a fight. He was broad, tall, and devastatingly handsome.

“Thanks, honey. How’re you doing this morning?” He asked politely with his deep baritone voice.

I blinked.

I wasn’t really sure what I’d expected, but a cultured voice wasn’t one of them.

“I’m doing okay. I was about to make breakfast and force-feed Loki his antibiotics and pain pills,” I answered quickly.

He smiled, showing off straight white teeth. “Excellent. Are we allowed to put in orders?”

I blinked stupidly for a few seconds before nodding. “Sure.”

“Four eggs. Bacon. Toast,” he said simply.

“And, now that the king has put in his order, I’d like the same. Double bacon.” Cleo said sagely.

I giggled. “10-4.”

Loki’s answering smile was sweet. “10-9.”

I tilted my head to the side. “What’s that mean?”

He chuckled. “Repeat. I want the same as them,” he said, as he gestured towards the men.

After getting the orders from the other two, I left the men on the porch, since it was obvious they were wanting to talk without the virginal ears of a woman around, and started in on breakfast.

I was doing damn well, too, until the smell of the eggs started to make me nauseous.

Dropping the eggs on the counter, I dashed to the bathroom and puked up the cup of coffee I’d consumed, and then my dinner from the night before.

Brushing my teeth quickly, I ran back to the kitchen in time to flip the eggs.

“You almost burnt them,” Silas said from the kitchen table, scaring the absolute shit out of me.

I whirled with the spatula in my hand, making bacon grease splatter the table where he was sitting. “W-what?” I stammered.

“You almost let them burn,” he repeated.

“Oh, well yeah, I didn’t mean to,” I said with wide eyes.

He turned his head, surveying me from head to toes, lingering on my belly that he couldn’t possibly see. Somehow, though, I knew he knew. He’d spent less than two minutes in my presence, and he knew.

“You tell him yet?” He asked softly.

My eyes went to the door in a panic. “No.” I shook my head frantically.

He nodded once, but his serious eyes never left me. “Don’t fuck him over.”

It wasn’t a statement, either. I knew that if I ever did Loki wrong, Silas wouldn’t let me forget what I’d done.

“I won’t. I never will. I love him,” I said simply.

His serious eyes held mine, pale blue on pale blue, and he nodded, “He won’t be mad.”

I smiled slightly. “I know. I just...he has a lot on his plate right now, and I don’t want to add to that. I want him to know, don’t get me wrong, but I want him to focus on fixing this problem, not freaking out about me. I’d planned on telling him as soon as I saw him again, but then he told me about the multiple attempts on his life and, well, I just couldn’t add to his burden right now.”

He nodded. “He’s going to figure it out sooner rather than later. Don’t wait too long, darlin’.”

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