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“I asked my potential mate to move in with me, and she agreed.” Unlike his, my voice was calm. Rational.
“If you wanted her, you shouldn’t have turned her against her will and starved her,” Charlie said to his son. “Step back.”
Evan slowly made his way to the back of the room, lifting his hands in surrender. Even that bastard was smart enough to realize he was outgunned.
“I’ve had my cock down her throat, and deep inside her body. I’ve had her blood in my veins, and mine in hers. You’ll never claim her the way I have,” Evan said, glowering at me.
Anger surged through me, and it took everything I had not to lunge at the guy.
“Shut the fuck up,” Bash growled. “Deal with your bastard, Charlie.” He flashed me a look that told mehewould deal withmeif I argued. I could handle his wrath, but for the moment, had no desire to.
We walked out of the club together.
When Bash hauled ass to my neighborhood and ditched me at the front gates, I didn’t call him out on it.
Because he had a potential mate in the city, too. And if my suspicions about her identity were correct, she would be in just as much danger as my mate if shit hit the fan with the vampires again.
I heardmusic playing in the direction of our bedrooms when I got back, and headed that way immediately. Not wanting to scare Miles, I texted her that I was back. She didn’t reply, but her phone told me she’d read the message.
Peering into her bedroom, it only took me a second to realize she wasn’t there.
Which meant…
The bathtub.
She had never written up the agreement for our tub, despite promising she’d get on it. I’d never seen any evidence that she had bathed in it, either.
I’d suspected her nerves had been getting to her, and I’d been giving her space to work through them. So, I had been careful not to call her out on anything.
My bedroom doors were wide open, so I knocked lightly on one of them. My cock strained against my jeans, and my eyes lingered on the tiny sliver of the tub I could see from the doorway.
“Miles?”
“In here,” she called back. “You can come in.”
My cock fought my jeans harder.
Pun intended.
I put my hands in my pockets and strode into the room. My mate came into view, her eyes closed peacefully and her head bobbing lightly to the music coming from her phone. Her dark curls weretied up in a loose bun that had flopped to one side of her head, and there were thick bubbles up to her chin.
“How was Charlie?” she asked without opening her eyes to look at me.
I leaned up against the wall across from the tub, giving her space.
And giving myself space between us so I wouldn’t be tempted to slip beneath the water with her.
…Also, space to prevent her from smelling my blood in the air. All I had on was my jeans, and a few of my cuts were still bleeding a little. If not for those flower-scented bubbles surrounding her, I would’ve been caught immediately.
“Fine. How’s the tub?”
“Blissful. I should’ve tried this weeks ago.”
“That sharing agreement you promised hasn’t slid across my virtual desk.”
Her lips stretched in a soft smile.
Damn, the woman was breathtaking.
