Page 8 of Shark 2

I spun, mouth open and eyes wide. “You mean it?” We rarely had sushi because it was expensive, but it was one of my favorite things to eat. And yes, it was different than eating fish right out of the sea.

He nodded and smiled. “Yep. My treat. It’s been a long time since I’ve had a date with you, just the two of us.”

That was true. I hadn’t gone on individual dates with them in a while. That was something I would need to rectify.

I looped my arm through his and had to restrain myself from skipping. “Which sushi place are we going to?” There were two that we liked, but one was my absolute favorite.

“Your favorite, of course,” he said. “Only the best for my girl.”

Resting my head against his shoulder, I looked up at his side profile. We were still courting, but I had made up my mind that I wanted him, them, as my mates. If I could, I’d seal the bond right now with him.

“I love you,” I whispered.

He paused, hand raised to push open the door to exit the aquarium, looked down at me, and said, “I love you, too, Kass.” He pushed open the door and we paused when we found Reed’s pack members gathered around Reed.

Reed looked up, our eyes connected, and I tugged Grant away, averting my gaze. “Come on, let’s go on our date.”

4

“We just received our invitations!” Grant yelled as he ran into the living room.

Jong-min and Jong-hyun cuddled on each side of me on the couch, binge watching a drama show they’d introduced me to.

“We got in again?” Jong-min asked, sitting up and nearly making me fall off the couch due to his quick movement.

“Invitation to what?” I asked.

“Only the biggest poker tournament in the state!” Jong-hyun yelled. “I can’t believe we all got in. I was sure Grant wouldn’t get an invite.”

Grant scowled. “I’m a great poker player.”

Jong-min and Jong-hyun chuckled simultaneously.

“I didn’t know you guys played poker in tournaments.” I sat up. “How long have you been doing that?”

“Since we turned eighteen,” Grant answered. “Jong-hyun made it to the finals two years ago.”

I turned to Jong-hyun, mouth open. “You’re a card shark? I’m so upset that you’ve hidden this from me for so long. We’re both sharks!”

He smiled and kissed my cheek. “Yes, we’re both sharks in one way.”

“When is the tournament?” Jong-min asked Grant.

“Next week. Apparently, since we had two forwarding addresses, it took longer than usual to receive our invitations,” Grant answered.

“Why aren’t they electronic at this point?” I wondered aloud.

“That is a good question and something I’ll bring up to them when we attend,” Jong-min said.

I smiled wide. “Did you just agree that I had a good question? Is it my birthday or something?”

He muttered something in another language that sounded vaguely like the word for brat.

“Where is the tournament?” I asked instead of pestering Jong-min more.

“Up north, about a five hour drive from here,” Jong-hyun answered as he looked over Grant’s shoulder at the invitation. “We’ll fly, since that flight is only an hour.”

Realization hit me.

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