Page 31 of Drown My Sorrow

“I don’t mind.”

“Aw, come on, help me out. Choc, caramel, or vanilla?”

“Caramel,” I whisper hesitantly.

“Ooh, good choice.”

He swings me down, setting me on my feet ever so gently, and starts pulling ingredients out of my cupboard.

They try to keep my cupboards and fridge full of food. We have fights about it all the time, and yet, my protests are ignored. They maintain my gardens, fix anything that needs fixing. They truly would be the most perfect mates.

If only I weren’t so broken.

“What are you thinking about?” Beau calls out.

“I was thinking about how wonderful it’s going to be to eat something that doesn’t taste like soap.”

“Did you put soap in the biscuits?”

“No!”

“Why did they taste like soap?” Beau turns, studying me intently as he mixes the flour, eggs, sugar, and caramel he’s just cooked.

“I’m not sure.”

Shale glances at Beau. “Babysitting?”

“The toddler, yes.”

“Ahh, good thinking.”

My gaze ping pongs between the two of them. “You aren’t very subtle.”

“How so?” Shale asks and inspects the armchair.

“You are absolutely not buying me armchairs!”

Shale grunts noncommittally, and I make a note to have a serious conversation with him later about boundaries. Who am I kidding? Pack Daane wouldn’t know a boundary if it hit them in the face.

“And,” I turn to Beau. “You sicced Keagan on Gael.”

“He deserved it!” Beau says with a gorgeous pout. He pulls out a finger full of cookie dough and walks over to me. “Open those sexy lips, Cher.”

I can’t refuse him when he speaks to me like that. I part my lips, and he slides his finger into my mouth, his eyes darkening and heating as I suck on his finger.

“Reminds me of good times.”

I groan and pull away, but he grabs my head and holds me still.

“Just a little bit longer.”

I swirl my tongue around his finger as he reluctantly slides it out.

“Damn!”

I glance down and see the bulge in his jeans. It never fails to excite me. My perfume has flooded the air, subtle but stronger than normal.

“Okay, biscuits,” Beau murmurs and starts lining out balls on the oven trays.

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