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“Jason?” I said sweetly. “Don’t you ever contact me again.”
I hung up and promptly blocked the number. I’d once thought he hung the moon, but for all I cared, he could shovel shit for the rest of his life.
Despite my fury, I cried in the shower. A mourning and a baptism of sorts. Letting it all out and watching as my old life flowed in a circle down the drain.
“Good morning,” I said as I later walked into the kitchen. The day was already warm, so I wore a pair of white linen shorts with a black, sleeveless cropped shirt.
“Wivvy!” Koby said with delight and nearly knocked over his avocado toast.
“Morning. There’s coffee made,” Justice said, and I didn’t miss that his eyes roamed my form.
“Thank you.”
Sloan was busy making his own coffee at the counter in only a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips, revealing a delicious V that I wanted to explore the point of.
Girl, stop. Employers. Not interested in you. Mates in name only.
“Your eyes are red.” He bumped his hip against mine.
“Are they? I got some shampoo in them.”
He cocked his head sideways. “You sure?”
I nodded and, thankfully, Sloan dropped the subject. Since it was Sunday, and the guys were off, we spent the day chasing a toddler. He played outside until he fell asleep in the bamboo patch. I put him down for a nap and then decided I would have some tea and rest my bones. The morning call had taken a toll on me and no matter how I tried to distract myself, it still had a grip on my thoughts.
Sloan and Justice were both reading on opposite sides of the living room but I knew their eyes were on me. The hair on the back of my neck stood on end and tingles rushed over my skin.
Justice cleared his throat. “Livvy, is something going on? We heard you earlier, on the phone with someone. We weren’t trying to eavesdrop. We just heard.”
“It’s fine. Someone from the old pack who wasn’t pleased about me leaving. Thanks for asking but I’m okay.”
They both nodded. They didn’t believe me. Hell, I didn’t believe myself.
Koby woke from his nap and wanted to build a house with his wooden blocks. Building a house ended up being Koby building up towers and then getting a kick out of knocking them down.
He laughed so hard that he snorted a couple of times.
“I’m gonna get started on dinner. Anything you want, sir?” I asked Koby and he giggled, holding his belly.
“I was thinking we would go out to dinner tonight, Livvy.” Sloan’s voice smoothed over me.
“And what about the tiny monster?” I asked, and Koby growled to prove my point.
“Koby, if we go to eat somewhere, are you going to shift?” Justice crouched down in front of the boy and made sure they had eye contact before speaking. There was something about his voice, the way he spoke—he was rock steady and solid. Like nothing ever shook the man up.
Except the loss of his late mate.
“I keep him inside. No panda,” Koby said, looking at me.
“You can. You are so strong and amazing. I know you can keep control of your panda.”
Sloan and Justice stared at me.
I squirmed under their gazes. “Um, where are we going? Do I need to dress up or…”
Justice put his hand on my arm. Goddess, my entire body flared to life. “Wear whatever you like. We’ll go to a steakhouse. It’s been a while since we ate meat.”
“I wuv meat!” Koby squealed.
