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I nod. Best to get it over and done with.
“Then it has to be the sixth. I can go unseen for a few days, but two weeks… Two weeks and the media will come looking for me,” he tells me.
“Though, I am a little shocked it’s stayed under wraps already. I’m surprised one of your staff hasn’t sold the story yet,” he says, and Zoe glares at him.
“They aren’t staff; they are family. We’re all family. We stick together,” she says, and Valen sticks his hands up in the air in surrender.
“Settle down; you and Macey are the most aggressive rogues I have ever met, jeez,” he says.
“Sorry, I’m just overtired.” She rubs her eyes before reaching over and grabbing Casey’s sweater off the ground. “Shit, I forgot to wash it,” Zoe groans.
I also yawn, my eyes feeling like sandpaper, and I regret taking my pills earlier now that I have to do some planning.
“Grab one of Valarian’s for tomorrow,” I tell her, and she nods. Her brows pinch together before she suddenly buries her face in it and breathes in.
“What is that? Gosh, it smells good. I want to eat it,” she says to no one in particular. Valen raises an eyebrow at her and twirls his finger beside his head, and I chuckle when he mutters, “Cuckoo.”
“What? You smell it, then,” she snarls, tossing it at his head.
“I wouldn’t want to offend you by sniffing your daughter’s sweater,” he mocks, and she rolls her eyes.
Valen sniffs it before pulling a face. “Ugh, yuck. I can’t smell anything but Marcus! Thanks for making me get a whiff of my Beta,” he says, shaking his head.
“You can’t smell it?” Zoe asks.
“Yeah, I can smell it. It fucking reeks of him,” Valen says, rubbing his nose. I take it from him and sniff it.
“Yep, definitely your Beta,” I tell him. Zoe rubs a hand down her face.
“I must be more tired than I thought. I thought I could smell vanilla bean and fudge,” she pouts for a second. “Now I want vanilla fudge,” she mutters unhappily.
“Cravings. Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” Valen laughs. Zoe looks at him, appalled.
“Not unless I’m giving birth to a baby bunny vibrator or baby batteries,” she spits at him. I chuckle at her, while Valen just blinks, shocked at what she said.
“Go to bed. I’ll fill out the order forms,” I tell her, laughing. She nods, yawning as she gets to her feet before moving off to her bedroom, muttering about finding some vanilla fudge tomorrow.
“Night, Zoe,” Valen chuckles, and she flips him off over her shoulder before disappearing down the hall.
“She is definitely my favorite out of your friends,” Valen states.
“What’s wrong with Macey?”
“Uh, she threatened to castrate me and put me in an ants’ nest. Tell me what is right with that one. Who says that, let alonethinksof something like that?”
I laugh before looking over at the table. “Tatum dropped some clothes off for you while you put Valarian to bed. They’re on the table,” I tell him before reaching over to the coffee and grabbing a pen from the drawer. I sit back, pulling the order forms out to fax off tomorrow. Valen gets up and rummages through the bag Tatum dropped off.
“Can I borrow your shower?”
“You can’t borrow it, but you can use it,” I tell him. I peek up at him. He has a silly grin on his face, and my lips tug at the corners. “Towels are in the hallway.”
“Valarian showed me earlier,” he says and walks off down the hall while I turn my attention back to my task.
* * *
Valen
Her shower is tiny. Every time I turn or move, I’m knocking crap down off the shower caddy or smashing my elbows on the walls. Getting in, I nearly knocked myself out on the shower head, it’s that low! And why is everything pink? Pink shampoo, pink soap, pink shower curtain and floor mats; it’s like a pink explosion in here. I didn’t pick her as a girly-girl.
