Page 42 of Lost Mate

“You never know though. Maybe it will be possible in the future.”

Dylan pulled on briefs and a pair of dark blue jeans. “Would you like to have kids?”

“I never really expected to meet someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with, and now I have, having children seems more real, you know?”

“Even with us both being guys?”

Ross tugged on an undershirt. “I never wanted to be with a woman.”

“Me neither…I think.”

“If you guys don’t get in here, I’m coming to get you,” Zeke yelled.

“Geez.” Dylan scowled at the door. “Is it always like this?”

“Don’t you remember?” Ross teased.

“Somehow I erased that from my memory.”

Ross chuckled. “Come on. He will be in here if we don’t move.”

He grabbed a pair of socks and headed for the door. Dylan followed behind him, grumbling all the while.

Zeke raised one eyebrow. “You trying for his and his clothes? Do you have matching sweaters?”

Ross glanced at Dylan. “This is Cal’s doing, isn’t it?”

They were both dressed in identical green flannel shirts. He hadn’t even noticed. He did notice now that the green stripe matched Dylan’s eyes.

Dylan shrugged. “I don’t care if you don’t. Is the coffee made yet?”

Zeke pointed at two travel cups. “No time to drink it here. Eli’s already called twice.”

“That man is really getting on my last nerve,” Dylan muttered.

“Welcome to our world,” Zeke agreed, and Ross nodded.

Five minutes later they were on their way back to the road. Ross took a long swallow of almost too hot coffee. He’d claimed shotgun. Dylan looked surprised but took the back seat. Ross couldn’t explain why he’d done it. He guessed he just needed some normal in his life and he always sat next to Zeke.

I know you can hear all this. There was no point trying to hide it from his mate.

I can. You can have your freakout in peace.

To his relief, Dylan sounded amused, not angry.

I won’t do it again.

Don’t make promises you can’t keep. It’s cool.

“How’s Owen?” Ross asked Zeke, needing to change the subject. “I’m surprised you’re away from him considering the circumstances.”

“He’s locked in talks with Wild Creek pack.”

“Already?”

“They don’t keep office hours.” Zeke sounded unimpressed. “Peter and Joe Senior are protecting him. I wanted to stay but this is a wolf thing. I get it.” His tone suggested he really didn’t get it.

“It doesn’t make it any easier to accept,” Ross said with a sigh.

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