Page 48 of Fated Surrender

“Where are my clothes?” she asked.

Connor blinked, surprised. “You shifted, remember? They were shredded.”

“Damn it! I loved that outfit. I hate that bastard!” she yelled.

Recognizing the need for anger, he nodded. “Yeah, fuck that asshole!”

“I had to special order that blouse from the designer himself! He doesn’t normally produce shirts with my bust size. Motherfucker!” she screamed.

“I’m here for you, sweetie!” a voice called out, and Rian swept through the glass double doors with Emmett in tow.

“I hope you don’t mind but I raided your suitcases. I thought you might need a change of clothes. Honey, I am scandalized and inspired by your lingerie collection.” Rian dropped a bag on the bed and pulled Madison into an embrace.

Connor’s ears perked up. “Lingerie collection?” he asked. They ignored him.

“Come on, honey, let’s get you in the shower. I always want to wash after a shift. It feels so much more luxurious that way. I even brought your shower gel and makeup bag. I cannot wait to play with your makeup. It’s all quality stuff.” Rian helped Madison off the bed. Felix came around and made sure her sheet stayed wrapped around her body.

“The showers here actually aren’t bad,” Felix chimed in as they started to lead her from the room. Connor went to follow, but Rian shook his head. “Sorry, girl time.” The three disappeared into an adjoining room.

Puzzled, Connor turned to Emmett who only shrugged.

“But aren’t they?” he asked Doc.

“I wouldn’t worry about it, Connor,” Doc said, looking more composed.

Nearly an hour later, Madison emerged looking more like herself than the trembling, pale woman she had been earlier. Connor was worried that her old fire hadn’t returned thenchastised himself. Her emotions weren’t as easily changed as her clothes.

“I feel a thousand percent better. Thank you, both, so much.” Madison leaned over and kissed both Felix and Rian.

“Hey, I broke into Connor’s house to get your stuff, don’t I get a kiss?” Emmett pouted.

Laughing, Madison kissed Emmett on the cheek.

Connor narrowed his eyes at his brother.

“What do you mean you broke into my house?”

“Door was locked, had to pick the lock.” Emmett shrugged.

“Come on, Ma will want to look you over to make sure you are okay.” Connor wrapped his arm around her waist.

The group walked to the diner. When they walked in, all talking stopped. Connor could feel Madison tense up.

“It’s about freakin’ time! Oh good, Rian is with you. Madison, do you have a pie preference for Thanksgiving? Rian, Damian said to check your damn phone, something about a certain napkin being out of stock.” Rebecca waved her clipboard around.

Madison relaxed against Connor.

Trust Rebecca to keep things upbeat.

“I loved Connor’s chocolate pie. I couldn’t wait to get it in my mouth,” Madison said, without missing a beat.

Connor was staring at his mate and ran into a table.

“Watch it, Connor, I think you may need that later.” Rian laughed.

Connor breathed out his mouth as he tried to walk normally to their table. Damn if this wasn’t embarrassing. Madison was trying her hardest not to laugh and wasn’t being successful. He grabbed her ass before she sat down and she squeaked.

“There she is. Madison, are you okay?” Ma came over to the table and hugged Connor. Just breathing in her perfume suddenly made everything better.

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