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Bullshit

I’d heard from several people that it’d definitely not been an interview. The stupid kid who’d been trying to wiggle his way into the department hadn’t been smart and had told Nicholas how hot his mate was.

It’d just gone downhill from there.

“We were just talking about Theo’s date. They’re mates and his cute human brain is overloading.” Neither looked worried about that and they smiled like I was adorable. “He just figured out he doesn’t know what Jerker does for a living and realized a bunch of other odd stuff. He’ll be fine once he gets time to submit later.”

Oh.

I could just ask for that, couldn’t I?

“On your lunch break, make a list of questions you want to talk to him about later. That way, you won’t forget later when all your brain is thinking about is crawling all over him.” Nicholas’s help was so logical that more of the unreasonable panic faded. “And don’t forget to text your mate this morning and show him how many interruptions are reasonable.”

Huh?

I must’ve looked ridiculous because Larry picked up Nicholas’s hand and reached it over to pat my head with it. “He understands the value humans place on their work. He will not want to be an unreasonable distraction while you are serving and participating in the human labor market. It is a struggle he will master, though. Do not worry.”

Don’t worry, he won’t bug me at work too much because it’s important.

Got it.

“So…so I have to show him what’s reasonable and what I would like when it comes to texting me during the day.” I could do that. It would make him happy. “I…but…but what if I interrupt him?”

Looking down at the phone as Nicholas handed it back over, I knew I didn’t want to be the one fucking up his day. “He’s…he probably has more important things to be doing rather than just answering my texts.”

“No, he does not.” Larry’s simple answer had me looking up at him again. He didn’t seem to think it was a stupid question but he had his “I know I’m right” expression on. “There will be nothing more important than his mate.”

Nicholas chuckled, wiggling against Larry to get his mate to hug him tighter. “One of the first couples was between a member of the first-contact team and a guy he met on a fucking dating app.”

A dirty one judging by Nicholas’s grin.

“The first-contact team member…I don’t remember his name…he put the President on hold because his new mate wanted attention.” Snickering as my jaw dropped open, Nicholas nodded. “Yep, so no matter what he’s doing, he’ll want to talk to you.”

Jerker definitely hadn’t mentioned anything about hanging out at the White House anytime soon, so I probably didn’t have to worry about being too big of a pain in the ass. “I…I’ve got lunch coming up soon. I’ll…I’ll start making my list and then I’ll text Jerker.”

Yes, that was a good plan.

“And you’re going to tell him what time you get off work and ask if he wants to come over and have dinner with you.” Nicholas’s no-nonsense tone said he wouldn’t take any arguments about it. “As far as I know, he doesn’t have a human job yet. So you guys can talk about what he’s doing to fill up his day and what he thinks he might want to do.”

Oh.

“I…I’m a good listener.” I could ask questions and that’d probably make him happy. “He’s…he’s probably stressed about that.”

Maybe?

Being unemployed was stressful to me.

Nicholas and Larry both gave identical shrugs that were so perfectly timed they made me laugh.

Sticking his tongue out, Nicholas quickly decided to behave when his mate did something I couldn’t see. “Sorry… I’ll… Yeah, it’s close to lunch.”

Making a pleased sound, Larry’s grin looked every inch the predator they were. “You must teach your class, my mate. You are late.”

Oh, that was why he’d come to find Nicholas.

“Fuck.” Nicholas sprang out of Larry’s hold and wiggled under a large limb. “I hate this schedule.”

Everyone did.

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