Dillon turned toward the voice and watched Lee cross the lawn to get to him. “Hi.” He smiled and stole a chaste kiss when he reached him. “What are you doing home?”
He hadn’t been home this early in weeks, and now when Dillon looked at him, he noted the pale skin and the tense expression. Fuck. What had happened now?
“It’s done.”
Dillon frowned at him, his pulse quickening a fraction. “What is?”
“All the legal crap. You’re looking at the new owner of The Rambling Rogue.” Lee looked more terrified than pleased.
“I am?”
“Yup. Signed the papers a few minutes ago.”
Dillon gave him a naughty grin. “Is that so?”
Lee glanced at him and pulled in a deep breath. “I might puke.”
A laugh left Dillon, and he wrapped his arms around Lee. “You’ll do great, babe.”
“I know nothing about running a business.”
Dillon nuzzled his hair and kissed his temple. “You’ll figure it out, and if you don’t, there are people who can help.”
“Will you work with me?”
“What?” Dillon pulled away and looked into his eyes. “Work? At The Rambling Rogue?”
“Yeah, you can learn how to pour drinks. I’d feel better if you were there.”
Dillon shook his head. He and Devin had gone back to the garden center to buy plants for the garden, but he still rarely left the house. “I don’t know, Lee. I don’t do well around people.”
“Okay, so don’t work for me, but will you come sit by the bar?”
Dillon scrunched his nose, which had some of the color come back to Lee’s cheeks.
“People are hitting on me, Dillon. You should be there to scare them off.”
Dillon snorted. “I’d be the least scary person there.”
“Not at all. Angry humans are scary. Ask me, I know. My boyfriend is a prickly human, so I know what I’m talking about.” He gave Dillon an innocent look. “And I’d keep you at my side of the bar because if someone was hitting on you, I might become the scariest person there.”
Laughter bubbled out of him. He didn’t think Lee was serious, but he should be a good boyfriend and support his partner, right? “I’ll come, but if I get overwhelmed, I’m hiding in the office. You have an office, right?”
“Yes, and I’d want you in the office too, because I don’t know what to do with all the papers.”
“Yeah, okay. I’ll check out your office.”
“We can have sex on the desk, right?”
“Oh, kinky.” Dillon waggled his eyebrows. “What if the boss catches us?”
Lee gave him a grin showing a little bit of fang, and Dillon rolled his eyes. For the most part, Lee kept his teeth in check. He hadn’t fed from Dillon since the night they’d raided the warehouse, but Dillon didn’t doubt for a second that he wanted to. He might let him. Soon.
More than once he’d brought up Dillon drinking some of his blood, but eww. He’d asked Devin about it though, and Devin said he mixed some of Mars’s blood with wine, so maybe it was the way to approach things. The thought of drinking blood had his stomach threatening to turn, though.
“Can we go now?” Lee ran his thumb in circles on the back of Dillon’s hand.
“Now?” A wave of nerves washed over him.