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“You may escort Mikah if he is agreeable to the plan,” Mylomon said. The child nodded. “Thank you for your assistance.”
Lorran held out a fist. Mylomon bumped it with his own.
What was even happening?
“You made a friend,” she said, watching the trio leave.
“Yes, Lorran is my friend,” he agreed.
Daisy took a step back to get a better look at her husband. She wanted to get a step stool and climb to inspect every inch of him for evidence of a head wound, but this would do. “You’re serious.”
“I am always serious.”
Truer words.
“What’s going on, Mylo? I don’t understand. You’re gone for weeks,weeks, and then you show up with a kid. What happened?”
“It is not a straightforward tale.”
“You have my undivided attention,” she said.
Mylomon quickly laid out events, from the mix-up with the arrival of Lorran’s mate, to the distress call, finding the survivors holed up at an abandoned base, and the Suhlik attack that ultimately took Mikah’s mother.
Mylomon finished and did that thing where he was perfectly still, like he could disappear into the shadows, even though they were in a brightly lit shuttle bay.
“And she asked you to be guardian?” Daisy asked.
He nodded. “Before the Suhlik attack. I suspect she knew what would happen.”
“And you said yes? Nolet me run this by my wife?”
“I thought you would be pleased. You wanted a son,” he said.
“Yeah, but you don’t pick them up like a gallon of milk,” she snapped. She felt eyes staring at them, but she did not care.
Taking a deep breath, she regrouped her thoughts. “Look, this is a big decision, and we agreed to make big decisions together.”
“I swore an oath to his mother.”
“Well, maybe she asked for too much.” As soon as she spoke the words, Daisy wanted to claw them back. “I’m sorry. That was cruel. You’re a good man and she could see that.”
Daisy took his hand. This entire time they had stood apart, not touching, and awareness zipped through her at the contact. She missed him when he was away, and she did not want to see him act so distant and nervous.
“Give me a hug like you like me,” she said, tugging him forward.
He took a step, purely for her benefit because there was no way she was strong enough to move this mountain of a man. Powerful arms enveloped her, holding her tight.
Home. This is what she had been missing, and home was always with him.
He lifted her for a kiss, tender and sweet. This was even better. As much as she hated waking in an empty bed when he was away, she loved it when he returned.
“My apologies,” he whispered, mouth to her ear to maintain privacy. “I was flattered that Saavi chose me. I am not an easy male to like.”
“I disagree.”
“You have said those exact words to me.”
Fair enough. She loved Mylo with every bit of her soul, but he had this spooky vibe thing going on that unnerved people. Once you got to know him, though, he was a complete marshmallow. “And somehow this unlikeable man goes out and comes back with a friend and a kid that adores him?”
