And the food was good too. It was freaking excellent.
“Mmm. You should try this,” Hudson said, holding up his fork.
Connie leaned across the table and took the offered bite. There was something so intimate about such a gesture. “Yum.”
Deciding to return the favor, Connie held up his fork. “Your turn.”
Grinning, Hudson slowly ate the bite Connie offered up. Then he made sure to lick the fork. Of course Connie’s gaze dropped to Hudson’s very agile tongue. He knew firsthand what it was capable of, especially when it was wiggling into tight places.
Connie was tempted to palm his dick, but he remembered Hudson’s warning from earlier and resisted.
Hudson leaned back in his chair, shook his hair back over his shoulder, then picked up his margarita. Ever so slowly he took a drink. Was that damn dragon trying to seduce him right there at the table?
His gaze followed Hudson’s Adam’s apple as it bobbed. Discreetly he shifted in his chair as his cock twitched. Hudson finished his drink and set the glass down, then licked his lips, staring at Connie.
Closing his eyes, Connie groaned softly. The asswasseducing him right there in front of the humans and anybody else who happened to be around.
By Gaura, he was tempted to lunge across the table, grab Hudson by that long ass hair of his and—
Hudson cleared his throat. Loudly. “Sweetheart.”
Blowing out a breath, Connie opened his eyes. “You’re evil. Do you know that? Never mind, of course you know that. Gods, Hudson.”
“Having trouble keeping up with the old man?”
“Evil. Absolutely evil.”
Laughing, Hudson forked up some more food and held it out to Connie. “Better eat. You’re going to need your strength.”
“Eeeeeeevil.” Nevertheless, Connie took a bite. So Hudson wanted to tease him? Fine, then. He might fuck him through the mattress later, but by all the dragon gods, Connie was gonna make Hudson work for it. “By the way, same goes.”
“Then you better get to feeding me,” Hudson said, smirking. “The sooner we get done here, the sooner we can get home.”
Connie crammed as much food onto his fork as he could.
IN WHAT was possibly the fastest meal of all time, Connie had managed to clean both his and Hudson’s plate, wave down the waiter for their bill, pay it, and drag Hudson halfway down the boulevard.
And of course Hudson was walking as slow as he possibly could. Connie was seriously considering throwing Hudson over his shoulder when the feeling of being watched made the hair on the back of his neck stand up.
Hudson stiffened next to him.
Connie quickly searched the surrounding area, but there were peopleeverywhere, even at this time of night. All playfulness fled as Hudson suddenly picked up the pace.
Neither one of them made a comment as they walked to Hudson’s vehicle. But Connie noticed he wasn’t the only one watching the crowds. Someone was watching them, he’d bet his hoard on it.
Just as they reached the car, Connie caught the flash of black hair out of the corner of his eye as somebody ducked behind a building.
The scent of a feline shifter floated on the breeze.
Close. They were entirely too close. Connie all but shoved Hudson into the vehicle, then hopped into the driver’s seat. Hudson snarled at him, but Connie didn’t care. He was no longer acting as a lover, but as a bodyguard to his king. Hudson would just have to get over it.
He paid the parking fee, the gate rose, and Connie wheeled them out onto the street. He watched the other vehicles as he drove, prepared for anything.
Connie didn’t relax until they crossed over into Hudson’s territory, and even then, not entirely. They’d been attacked on their territory before and had lost one of theirs. Maybe he was overreacting, but he didn’t think so.
Someone had been stalking them.
CHAPTER NINE –KIT