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“You gonna be pissed if we actually party?” Rave asks. “I mean, I’m not exactly planning on keeping it in my pants tonight.”
“Do whatever you normally do,” I say. “We’re the ones who have to blend.”
“Thank fuck,” he murmurs. “A party without pussy is no damn party.”
We spend the next hour getting everything ready, and when I’m satisfied that there are no other tasks to complete, I head to my room to shower and change.
After adjusting the temperature of the water, I step under the spray and let the heat of it seep into my muscles. I’m usually very good at controlling my nerves, but knowing that Makayla will be here in less than an hour has me on edge.
Demo’s words taunt me from the recesses of my mind. Is Makayla really that interested in me? Or is my horny-as-hell brother only imagining her intrigue?
Remembering how quickly she said she was interested in hanging out, I grin.
Yeah, she wants me.
And that creates a major problem because I want her just as badly.
As I finish in the shower, I recite the Warrior Code of Conduct. My body might not remember what it is, but I sure do.
After grabbing the towel I set on the bathroom vanity, I stride into the bedroom.
“Hello, Viking.”
Startled, I drop the towel and reach for my ax on the dresser.
“Not exactly the greeting I was expecting,” Kára comments dryly.
Abandoning the weapon, I bend down and snatch the towel off the floor before securing it around my waist.
“What the fire pits are you doing here?”
“I came to ask you the same thing.”
“Excuse me?”
Kára sighs and moves to sit on the bed. “Viking, how long have we known each other?”
“Too fucking long if you think it’s okay to pop in unannounced when I’m naked.”
She waves her hand dismissively. “It’s nothing I haven’t seen before.” Leaning back, she rests her palms on the mattress. “Anyway, we’ve known one another for a long time.”
“Yes.”
“Then why aren’t you happy to see me? I thought for sure you’d be itching to get home by now.”
A growl erupts from the back of my throat. “Just tell me why you’re here.”
“Odin sent me.”
“He what?”
“Well, that’s not exactly true,” she admits. “We’ve been keeping tabs on you and the others, and I may have alluded to the fact that I should check in with you and make sure you’re okay.”
“He agreed?” Before she can answer, I continue. “And why wouldn’t I be okay?”
“He did,” she confirms. “As for your other question, you’re forgetting how in tune with one another we are.”
She’s right. I had forgotten. From the moment Kára was assigned as my Valkyrie, she’s been able to read my thoughts and anticipate my every move, my every need. Which begs the question… What did she sense or see that concerned her?
