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“We need to get going, don’t we?” Madd—dammit, maybe I’d only call him his first name to his face—asked, shutting off the stove and grabbing the plate of food he’d cooked for me. The man was shirtless and dressed in nothing but a pair of sweats.
The sweats really did it for me.
The erection tenting them did too, especially when his eyes moved over my body.
“Yes.” I accepted the plate, and he grabbed a fork. Followed by his keys. When we stepped into the garage, it didn’t surprise me one bit to find a new, yellow SUV beside his truck. “Really, Archer?”
“I’m not leaving you stranded,” he said bluntly.
Though I sighed, when he opened the passenger door to his truck for me, I slipped inside. “You didn’t need to replace all my stuff.”
“I wanted to. More dresses are coming today, too. I had to order them. Does everything fit well?”
“Perfectly,” I admitted. “For future reference, three or four bras is plenty for most women.”
“Then I’d only get to see you in three or four different bras.”
I rolled my eyes, biting into the eggs and bacon he’d cooked for me as he pulled out of the garage. “I haven’t let you see me inanyof my bras yet. What makes you think I’ll change my mind?”
“Determined optimism.”
I snorted.
“Are you on birth control?” he asked. The question was random, but safe. Considering the way things had gone the last time I drank his blood, it seemed like a good sign that he was asking.
I took another bite of my food. “I have an IUD. The clan didn’t want their prized blood bags accidentally getting pregnant, so it wasn’t optional.”
He growled, but didn’t say anything.
I actually appreciated that he didn’t. There wasn’t anything to say.
“We can get it taken out, if you’d prefer.”
His words surprised me.
My eyebrows lifted. “You would want to have a kid right after meeting your mate?”
“Not particularly.” His grip on the steering wheel was tight. “But I don’t want you controlled by them in any way.”
We definitely agreed on that.
“I appreciate the sentiment, but I’m nowhere near ready to be a mom. Not sure I’ll ever be. I don’t even knowwhatour kid would be, if we had one. Vampire? Werewolf? Your guess is as good as mine.”
“A blood wolf. Both vampire and werewolf genes are always passed down.”
“Then our kid would always be a target.”
Archer scowled. “I’ll protect them just as much as I’ll protect you, and they’ll have you too. No one willeverhurt our children.”
There was something sexy about his fierce certainty.
And honestly, it made me believe him.
That didn’t mean I was anywhere near ready to be responsible for another living being. I had been starving up until a few daysearlier, and was already walking myself back toward starvation again.
So, I was quiet through the rest of the drive.
I wasn’t sure what else to say.
