Page 108 of From Angel to Rogue

I silently counted one, two, three to Luka with my fingers. He was loudly giggling now, shifting on his feet.

And when I finished my count and whispered yes, his two little feet jumped and landed on top of Lan with a huff.

With a startle, Lan jerked awake, his eyes wide in panic. “What the f—?”

He couldn’t even finish his sentence when his eyes blinked at the giggling menace on his chest.

“Lawndon, you’re funny,” Luka announced and tried to run away, but Lan caught him in a hold with his big muscular arms.

“Are you attacking me, you little minion?” Lan fake growled like a villain in a Disney movie. “You shall be punished,” Lan declared and started to tickle the hell out of Luka, which only made Luka laugh harder and harder.

“Lawndon, let me goo,” he spurted through his giggles. “Lawndon, I’m sorry.”

I let them wrestle for exactly two more minutes before I cleared my throat loudly.

They both stilled and looked my way. Good, at least they knew who was still in charge in this house.

“You.” I pointed at a labored breathed Luka. “It’s time for you to change out of your outside clothes and get ready to finish your homework. Then we can have dinner and watch a movie.”

Luka pouted at the word homework, but like the good little boy he was, he obediently listened to me and padded to his room.

“You are scary sometimes,” Lan exclaimed, leaning back on the couch. “Do you have an order that I need to execute as well?” he asked in a thick, husky tone while raking his gaze over my body like I was the object of his desire.

I couldn’t contain the flush that scorched my cheeks. “Behave. We have a child, and there are two right here.”

He cocked a brow, smirking. “They didn’t seem to mind when I fucked from behind last night.”

My flush intensified but I held my glare. “Were you not taught manners in school?” I admonished, slipping away from there before he could hook me into his trap.

“We went to the same fucking school, Katy. So you tell me,” his voice said from behind me.

I smiled, dashing into our room. Laid-back Lan was so much trouble.

My feet halted when I saw a huge red box on the bed. The smile on my lips deepened as I neared it and found a thick white cardstock sticking on top of it.

Did my man leave a kinky present for me?

Taking the card, I read the small typewritten words in the middle.

Your every dream is valid - L

Confused, I set it aside and opened the lid to the box, and what I saw inside stung my eyes and burned my chest.

Yarn.

Of every color, every size, and every material.

A sad smile lifted my lips when I reached down and took one in my hand.

It was a bright red fine cashmere that was so soft to the touch. Just feeling it in my hand flooded my mind with memories.

Memories that were sweet and innocent.

It felt almost bittersweet to even think about it.

“Do you like your present?”

I spun around to see him leaning against the doorframe. “But how?” I waved the wool in my hand. “Is this because of that video?”

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