Page 77 of Imperial: The Corvidae Family
My mother had her stationed by the counter, handing her things while chatting animatedly, probably asking a thousand questions about us.
I was amused at what Baylyn would tell her. My girl was smiling and didn’t look nervous or out of place. More than anything, she fit, like she’d been coming to our family dinners for years. It did something to me that I wasn’t quite used to.
I was content as hell…
“You hearing anything we’re saying?” Kades’ smug ass tone had me glaring at him.
“Yeah.”
“No, the fuck you’re not,” Yair said smoothly.
“Y’all ain’t saying shit so it doesn’t really matter.”
Kades chuckled. “This shit is so out of character, Mir.”
“What’s that?”
“Your ass is distracted by pussy.”
Yair nodded to agree. “Yeah soft as fuck about a woman.”
“I am and there isn’t a damn thing wrong with that,” I confirmed.
If this had been a few years ago, I would have argued like hell that no woman could ever lock me down but now…
I was admitting that shit without hesitation.
“Nah, I fuck with it heavy. Baylyn is cool and she seems to fit in our world.” Yair nodded but kept his eyes on his phone.
When I glanced back toward the kitchen, Baylyn was looking at me. For a second, we just stared at each other. She blushed, biting her lip before quickly turning back to my mother.
Her pretty ass was solid in my life and real.
By the time dinner was ready, my stomach was growling like a muthafucker and I hadn’t paid attention to a damn thing besides Baylyn in the kitchen with my mother.
At some point, she turned, wiping her hands on a towel before catching my gaze again.
I smirked and made my way to her. My mother walked out to let my father know dinner was almost ready, leaving us alone for a minute. I moved behind Baylyn, dropping my arms around her waist.
“What?”
I shrugged. “You look good in my family’s kitchen.”
“I look good everywhere.”
You damn sure do, especially naked in my bed.
I chuckled, nodding, then kissing her neck just before my mother was back.
“Alright, boys, set the table!”
I ignored her.
Instead, I dropped my face into the curve of Baylyn’s neck grazing her skin with my teeth, trying to control the swell of my dick from having her close.
Her eyes darted up to meet mine in a panic when I leaned into her so she could feel it.
I dropped my voice, keeping it low. “Chill?”
