Page 71 of Catching the Kot'oll Driver

“Yet another human. Come on... Can’t you just find a— Ouch!” He spins around to find Mother there. He rubs his arm, grunting something under his breath.

Mother has a polite smile on her face, but she shoots Father a death glare. “Kendra looks to be great with Grihul. The meat is almost ready, let’s prepare it for the table.” She takes Father’s hand and drags him to the stairs.

Father still seems to be ready to say something more. But he looks between Kendra and Mother, and eventually heads to the stairs himself.

I sigh. “You know what I mean, no?”

“Yeah. Your mother is nice.”

“She is. Here, my room is over there.”

My room is... nothing special. Just a room with a bed and desk.

She walks around, seemingly finding everything interesting. I fold my arms as she checks out the photos on the wall which have been there for longer than I can remember.

She chuckles as she points at one of the photos. “Is that you? You were so cute.”

A surge of heat rushes to my cheeks. I stand between her and the wall. “Stop looking at that. It’s not like that.”

“You just don’t want to be cute, huh?” She squeezes my arms and soon hugs me instead. “Somehow, I just want to hold you.”

I wrap my arms around her. “Same. Maybe dinner at home can be skipped.”

She chuckles and sends jitters down my arms. I want to do something, but I know better than getting started with my lust. Dinner is going to be ready in no time.

She pats my chest. “We can wait.”

“I’ll try.”

With her, it’s always tough.

***

I sit on the spinning chair in my room, letting out a breath. “This is food.”

Kendra chuckles and sits on my lap. She has been doing that more and more, which I like. But for now, maybe it’s because I’m sitting on the only chair.

I point at my bed. “You can sit there too.”

She leans back on me. My stuffed stomach is squashed, and it doesn’t feel the best. But her soft body is tempting, like always. “Your family makes great food.”

“Did you have enough? I hope we didn’t finish everything before you could get a thing.”

Father gave her a share like he gave everyone, but I wasn’t sure whether she managed to get more. As the best mate ever, I kept an eye on her. She had food on her plate all the time, so I suppose she had enough? I gave her some food until she said she had enough, so she did have enough, right?

She chuckles. “Come on, it’s hard to not have enough when everyone wanted to give me more.”

“Maybe everyone thought you needed help when all you got are two hands.”

She laughs and smacks my chest. “All of us have a fork and spoon, it’s not that different. Not to mention, I don’t need as much food as you guys.”

I lick my lips, still enjoying the food in my memory. “Good, good.”

“Your family is fine with you moving to my place. I told you so.”

“Yeah... I think you have a point.”

“I have a lot more than a single point.”

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