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Braxton seemed to mull it over for a while before finally bobbing his head slowly. “I think most of this isn’t physical but emotional and psychological. It couldn’t hurt anyway. Well, unless Xander won’t talk to him, of course.”
“I see,” Zavion answered slowly. “I think that’s Dr. Araceli’s job. You know, to get people to talk when they don’t want to. Like you said, it can’t hurt to try.”
“I happen to know that there is a deliciously half-naked man in your room right now,” Keeton announced as he sauntered into the room. Didn’t the guy ever just walk somewhere?
And what the hell was he doing there anyway? Then again, he was Braxton’s best friend. Maybe he’d come in search of Braxton to offer a little moral support. They probably had a lot to discuss as well. Zavion had it on good authority—Keeton’s incessant complaining, as it were—that he was no happier than Braxton in the love department these days.
Apparently, Logan’s new position as an Enforcer was taking him away from home much more than his impetuous mate cared for. Zavion could definitely sympathize. Maybe he hadn’t had to deal with it yet, but the day was coming when Cian would return to his regular duties.
“What are you waiting for?” Keeton asked when Zavion
continued to sit there.
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He almost sprang out of his chair, but he held on by sheer will, torn between wanting to see his mate and staying to be a good friend to Braxton. Glancing up at Keeton, he tried to ask with his eyes what he should do. In return, he received a wink as the blond plopped down in the chair beside his friend.
“I wouldn’t wait too long,” he quipped, and then silently mouthed, “I’ve got this.”
Knowing the two had been friends much longer than he’d even known Braxton, he trusted that Keeton would understand better how
to handle the problem than he would. “Let me know if there is anything I can do to help. I know I’m young and just beginning a relationship, but I can listen if nothing else.”
“Thank you, Zavion.” Braxton rose from his chair and rounded the table to give Zavion a crushing hug. “I’m really glad you’re part of our family now.”
Tears prickled the corners of his eyes, but Zavion battled them back ruthlessly. He wasn’t going to spaz out like a child just because he finally had a real family. “I’m glad I met you, too, Braxton.”
“Go get your man.” Then he released Zavion and gave him a little shove toward the doorway.
No one had to tell him again. Hurrying down the hallway, he practically barreled into his room in his eagerness to see Cian. He came to an abrupt halt when he found the object of his desire standing in the center of the room, wearing only a pair of jeans and holding a single red rose to his chest so that the petals brushed under his chin.
“Hello, a ghrá.”
Swallowing loudly, Zavion eased the door closed behind him while his chest constricted with emotion. “Hello,” he responded hoarsely.
“Are you ready for the day?”
He was ready to tackle his mate to the mattress and do dirty, dirty things to him. “Yes.”
“Where should we start, Zavion?”
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With your cock in my mouth. “Uh, I don’t know. You decide.” “C’mere.” Cian lifted his free hand and crooked a finger at him. As if attached to some invisible line that reeled him in, Zavion
floated across the carpeted floor like he was in a trance, very similar to the first night Cian had been waiting in his room for him. It was hard to believe that he’d known the man for only months rather than
years.
“Do ya like it?” Cian asked, pressing the stem of the rose into
Zavion’s hands.
“It’s beautiful. Thank you.” It was beautiful, and the sentiment behind it was even more so. Right then, Zavion couldn’t really care less about the flower, though.
Two warm fingers slid under his chin, tilting his head up to Cian’s waiting lips. The kiss was slow and tender, speaking louder than any words ever could. “I love you, Zavion Dobbs. Just so ya know.”
How could he forget? The man was adamant about expressing his devotion in everything he did. Still, it was nice to hear the words. “I love you, too, Cian Murphy.” He paused for dramatic effect before tossing the rose aside and tackling his lover to the bed, just like he’d wanted to do since entering the room. “I’d really love it if you were naked.”
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“Am I doing this right? I don’t think I’m doing it right? Why couldn’t we just use fishing poles? This is ridiculous. The fish are looking at me funny.”
Why on earth Cian had insisted that he try fishing in his fox form, he’d never know, but it wasn’t going very well.
“You’re splashing too much,” Cian coached him. “You’ll scare all the fish.”
He wasn’t scaring the fish. If anything, they were looking at him like he was dinner. Wading a little farther into the chilly water, he
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surveyed the fish swimming around his feet, trying to gauge which
one looked the smallest and weakest.
In a quick move, he plunged his muzzle into the water, but only ended up biting his own leg. “Ow! Damn it. This sucks. ” Then to add insult to injury, one of the stupid fish leapt out of the water and smacked him in the face with its tail. “Are you sure these are real fish? Maybe they’re shifters and don’t appreciate me trying to eat them.”
“They’re real fish,” Cian assured him. He looked rather bored just
sitting there with a stick and a pocketknife. Who the hell whittled
anymore, anyway?
“Do you not want to be here?” The picnic had been pleasant, and as much as he complained, he was actually having fun with the fish. If Cian was ready to go home, though, they could always come back another day. It wasn’t like the pond was going anywhere.
Looking up from the piece of wood in his hand, Cian grinned and winked at him. “I’m happy right where I am. I got
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