Page 31 of Heatwaves

“Good. Anything in particular sound good?” It’s Oliver who speaks this time. “We’re putting together some snacks and meals for your heat now.”

“Ummmm…no?”

Ty nods. “I’ll make you some eggs and bacon, then. You do still like breakfast at all times of the day, right?”

I’m shocked that he remembers that.

“I do.” I hesitate. “Thank you.”

“Then have a seat. We’ve got this,” Aidan says, dipping his head toward the table. “You too, Wyatt. Ty will make enough for all of us to eat. Gotta keep up our strength for your heat.”

Glancing back at my best friend, I shake my head. “Put on some pants first. You’re not sitting your bare ass on my chair.”

“Awww, why not? You like my ass,” Wyatt says with a grin.

“I do. Just not sitting bare on my furniture.” I pause because we’ve definitely fucked on a lot of the furniture in my house. “Or, at least, not when we’re waiting to eat.”

Wyatt is still grinning as he strides over and kisses me, his cock pressing into my stomach so I can feel it as it hardens. When he pulls back, he shoots me a wink before heading back to my bedroom.

“Wyatt says you’re just friends.” Carter sounds annoyed as I turn my attention back to him.

“We are.”

Carter scoffs. “Do you kiss all your friends like that?”

Grinding my teeth, I bite back the comment that wants to spill from my mouth, sayinginstead, “Not that it’s any of your business, but no. Wyatt’s the only one of my friends I kiss.”

I don’t point out that it’s mostly because I only have two friends, the other being a female. But that’s not information they need to have. They don’t need to know anything about my life, and I hate that I’ve given them even that much.

Shaking my head, I make my way to the table and decidedly ignore the four hot men moving around in my kitchen. When Wyatt returns, he presses a kiss to the top of my head before handing me my phone.

“I thought you might want to check it now before your heat hits. It’s not going to be much longer.”

Aidan frowns at him. “How do you know that?”

“Incubus, remember?” Wyatt chuckles as he taps his nose. “I’m a great heat detector.”

I scoff, not bothering to hide my smile. “That you are. How long do you think we have?”

“An hour or two at most,” he says, face going serious. “Long enough for us to eat and make sure everything is ready.”

Honestly, that sounds great. It means less time with the chance of having to speak to them.

“Okay. Good.” Nodding, I almost miss Ty approaching with two plates in his hand.

“Here you go. The four of us will eat in the kitchen while we finish up so we’re not overwhelming you.” Ty hesitates before opening his mouth and immediately shutting it again. “Enjoy.”

My hand reaches out of its own accord, grabbing his wrist. A frown mars my face as I watch the shiver run through him at the touch. “Ty? Did you have something else you wanted to say?”

“I’m okay,” he says, his voice tight.

“Ty…” My tone holds a warning in it. One he takes heed to as his shoulders droop before he turns around to look at me.

“It’s just really fucking good to see you again, Lila. That’s all. Now, eat up. You’ll need your energy.”

I release my hold on his arm as he moves away from us, my mouth dropping open in shock.

Why the hell did he say that? They’re the ones who left me. Clearly, they hadn’t wantedto see me, so how am I supposed to take his comment?

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