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“Thanks for reminding me. I need to place that bulk order.”
Dawson chuckled and swatted my hip. “Get up and make your man some food.”
“First, it’s ‘let’s make breakfast,’ and now I’m the one cooking? Always with the demands.” I sighed dramatically. “I told you, only in the bedroom.”
“I want to amend that rule. You must, in all circumstances, heed my demands, both sexually and otherwise. But the sexual ones come first.”
“I thought I always came first?”
“Exactly.”
I grabbed my pillow and playfully whacked Dawson over the head with it. He retaliated, and the next thing I knew, we were making out again. But his stomach growled so loud that sexy time was interrupted.
“Okay, I give in. I’ll make scrambled eggs and toast.”
Dawson’s satisfied grin had me rolling my eyes.
An hour later, after I’d made enough breakfast for ten people, Quinn and Valen had arrived. Dawson and I said our goodbyes at the door.
“I’ll call you as soon as this meeting is over.”
“Don’t go anywhere without your security. Promise me?”
“Where the fuck am I gonna go?” I asked.
“Iain,” Dawson warned.
“I promise. I’m not going to do what I did before. Not with that Frankie guy on the loose.”
“Good.” Dawson leaned down and took my lips in a tender kiss. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
“Text me, call me anytime.”
“I will. Text me as soon as you speak to Jaxon.”
With the cold winter air swirling around us, I left him standing at the doorway, in my T-shirt and his Philly sweatpants.
Walking toward the SUV with Valen and Quinn, I noticed they were unusually silent.
“What’s going on?” I asked as I looked up at them.
“You and Dawson? I thought that was a rumor.” Valen’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
“Nope. But we’re not public yet,” I replied.
“Wait a sec,” Quinn held up his tattooed hand. “So, you and Dawson are a legit couple? Like a couple, couple?”
“Yes.” I smiled as Valen opened the back door.
“I knew it!” Quinn exclaimed. “You owe me a hundred bucks, Val!”
I turned and glared at my security detail—both of them.
“You guys were betting on us?”
“Fuck yeah, the same way we did with Van and Brodie. We see it all. The way you flirt with Daws? And how possessive he is with you?” Quinn scoffed. “Please, the pheromones were off the chart. I’m surprised it took you this long.”
