Page 118 of Heart of the High King
“Pretty good. I’ve been walking around, and I like getting to hang out with Sander.”
“I’d make a snide comment, but you probably don’t want to hear me teasing your mate, so I’m out. I’ll bring you more cake tomorrow.”
“I can’t believe he didn’t save me a piece,” Aleksander complained once the duo departed and he sat next to Rafe.
“One bite is all you’re getting,” Rafe warned, holding out a forkful of his treat, which Aleksander quickly helped himself to.
“Yum.”
“Learning about that whole demisexual thing and getting cake is putting me in a good mood. I might kiss you after this.”
“Might?”
“I don’t want to seem too eager. You might think I’m easy,” Rafe teased.
“I’m crazy about you.”
“I have no idea how I wound up here in your bed, but it’s definitely where I’ve wanted to be for months.”
“Reminder, High King, it’sourbed.”
“Right. Can I ask you a favor?”
“Anything.”
“Can we leave a light on? It’s stupid and embarrassing, but I’m afraid of the dark.”
“Not only are we going to leave a light on but tomorrow, I’m going to fill this suite with night-lights. And don’t you dare be embarrassed or call yourself stupid.”
Rafe kissed his cheek. “Okay. Thank you.”
“My face is sticky now. Gross.”
His mate’s only response was laughter.
