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Knowing my brothers would take their fair share of whatever I ordered, I put in an identical order at the other two shops as well. Hopefully they had the same chef, or at least the same recipes.
“I didn’t expect a coffee shop to have good candy,” Bash remarked.
“Neither did I,” Zander agreed.
“And you didn’t try the pumpkin spice truffles. I could’ve died happy,” I said, absentmindedly pulling up the website of the nearest flower shop. Tatum didn’t strike me as a woman who would be easily swayed by roses, but I needed something to give her with the vibrators.
I’d need to get her a ring before my mother made it into town, too, but I needed to know what she liked before I could do that. I’d never agreed with the human ideal that a woman would love a piece of jewelry just because her male liked it, and had always felt a woman should have some say in what she wore on her finger.
Then again, most men would’ve probably known what their woman liked before they proposed.
I hadn’t proposed at all, so that was already out of the question.
“You’ll have to warn her about the party,” Bash said.
“I know. I’ll have to teach her how to feed, as well.”
“And how to identify her hunger,” Zander threw in.
Bash added, “On top of warning her that you’ll be in her dreams until you’ve recovered.”
“Didn’t think about that one.” I grimaced, finishing my order and setting my phone back on the counter. “Catch me up on what’s gone on at work.”
They both distracted me with stories and explanations, until there was a knock at the door.
Bash hauled in a stack of boxes, and closed it again.
A few minutes later, there was another delivery.
And a few minutes after that, there was a third.
All of them were full of candy and chocolate, thankfully.
We opened a few boxes, spreading them out through the kitchen. There wasn’t much counter space left—and there was still a stack of full boxes on my table.
They continued talking, and I continued eating, praying the chocolate would miraculously erase the pain throughout my entire body.
It didn’t, but I supposed it didn’t hurt any more to hope than it did just to live.
five
TATUM
When I finally stepped out ofthe shower, I felt like I’d wrapped my mind around what had happened.
For the most part, at least.
Regardless of how it had occurred, I was permanently mated to a demon.
I was becoming a demon because of it.
I was going to have to feed my mate, and feedfromhim.
There was no way around any of those facts, so there was no point in trying to escape them or avoid them. We lived in a world that was very much adapt-or-die, and there wasn’t a chance I’d let myself die.
So, I would figure out how to adapt.
Rafael would have to adapt for me too, though. He was just as mated as I was. As soon as I fed him to make his life less shitty, we would be having a conversation about how we were going to make it possible forbothof us to live our own lives the way we wanted to. I would consider us business partners, if nothing else.
