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“Get down here then, or get me a step stool.”

He lifted her, and the kiss was toe-curling. Her mouth fitted to his, and her tongue moved along his teeth. He was covered with sharp edges, and she didn’t feel any of them. He didn’t let her feel any of them.

When she heard Nari say, “Well, it seems that you have already whetted your appetites, but here are some snacks,” Polly knew that Minoru had walked into the dining area with her.

She jerked her head back, but he was holding her, and his ogre seeming was out. “Twit.”

“Oh, my bride, that is an insult. I believe that another apology is required.” He chuckled.

She stared. “What?”

“Once our meal is concluded, I will show you the gift that has been sent to my bride.” He chuckled. “Loki has spoken to several of my relatives and explained about the likelihood of your needing to make a formal apology again. You are about to have quite the kimono collection.”

She groaned. “Oh, balls.”

He sat down and held her close while grinning like a fool. She tried to think of something witty but could only sigh and lean against him. If you pushed alphas, they pushed back. She was going to be on the receiving end. Part of Polly told her that it was going to be a lot of fun, and the other part was waiting to judge.

Chapter Three

Nari kept laughing at them as Minoru fed her the pastry puffs she had prepared. He stroked her cheek, tapped her chin, and asked her to open.

“Minoru, this is embarrassing.” She cleared the fourth savoury puff and reached for the glass of water waiting for her.

“Nari will witness many moments of affection between us.”

Nari smiled. “Don’t worry, Polly. I have been around alphas all my life. I know that their definition of socially appropriate depends on who they are holding.”

Polly sipped at her water, and then when he tried to give her another puff, she shook her head. “No, please. Dinner smells great, and I don’t want to miss trying some because you are having fun playing.”

Nari chuckled and checked on dinner. “It will be about twenty minutes. Sir, why don’t you show her the house?”

He chuckled. “Because I like feeling her against me.”

“Then carry her.”

He shot up and held her against him as he walked through the house. “I will show you my favourite thing.”

She muttered, “I thought we were saving that for the wedding night.”

He whispered in her ear, “It won’t be inside you until the wedding night, but it would be nice for you to be familiar with me before then.”

Her face was on fire. “So, that is why you wanted the sleepover?”

“Yes.” He whispered it again. “When I travel for business during the time before the wedding, I would like for you to come here at least once a week and sleep in my bed so that you are the first thing I am wrapped in when I come home until you are with me when I travel.”

“I work for Loki. I like it. The travel isn’t extreme, and the people are nice.”

He sighed. “I am going to be making the local branch my office, and travel will be minimal. It will be non-existent once we start a family. Aside from family trips, there won’t be any travel. I will be at your beck and call.”

She looked up at him. “Really?”

“Of course. My father did something similar when I was born. He kept close to home for me and my mother while I was growing, and when I was an adult, they moved to Japan for a time, and I made the crossing frequently while going to university.” He chuckled. “More frequently than immigration knew, but that is a demonstration for another day.”

Polly frowned as he carried her through the house, giving her a tour she only partially took in. “What if I am not fertile? What if we don’t have children?”

He whispered against her head, “We keep trying.”

She swallowed. “Um, okay. Let’s see if I can manage you first.”

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