Page 22 of Daddy Frost

“You were observing me again.” Kalen rubbed his beard. “Should I be worried about having a stalker?”

Delta’s grin wavered slightly, telling Kalen he’d unintentionally hit a sore spot. Did it have anything to do with Leo? Since he didn’t want to put a damper on their time together, he continued as if he hadn’t noticed his mate’s slight discomfort.

“I love that you watch me,” he growled playfully, nuzzling Delta’s neck and inhaling his sweet scent. The height difference between them only added to the thrill, forcing Kalen to bend down in order to reach his mate.

As Delta moaned softly, Kalen’s cock grew harder. He slid his hands down to grip Delta’s ass and felt the heat radiating between their bodies as Kalen pulled him closer.

They were still in public at the ice cream parlor, but they were alone since the elderly couple had left shortly after Delta’s performance.

His mate didn’t even object to showing affection in public, which only turned Kalen on even more.

As their mouths fused together, he wrapped an arm around his mate and reached up to cup the back of Delta’s head, teasing the guy’s mouth open with his tongue. With a gasp, his mate eagerly let him inside, their tongues tangling as they both moaned with pleasure.

The sound of a car door slamming closed reached Kalen. Reluctantly, he pulled back, breaking the kiss while wanting to kill whoever had interrupted such a perfect moment.

Delta gazed at him with a small smirk. “Stop giving me such naughty pleasure before we’re arrested.”

You have no idea the extent of naughty pleasure I can give you, sweetheart.

Kalen grinned. “Only if you stop being so gorgeous.”

“I guess I’m destined for more kisses in public then.” Delta sighed like it would be a hardship he would suffer through.

“Did you still want a pretzel?” Kalen took a step back and let out a breath, trying to calm his raging body. That wasn’t easy when he saw how disheveled Delta’s hair was from running his fingers through the soft strands.

“Where did mine go?” Delta glanced toward the window then looked back at Kalen. “You ate it, didn’t you?” He chuckled.

“Jeremy will make you put on ten pounds.” Kalen explained to his mate the topics of conversation the guy had covered.

Delta’s brows shot up. “I don’t even know what reverse mortgage is, but I’m suddenly picturing the old guy who used to do those diabetes commercials.”

“Wilford Brimley.” Kalen chuckled. “I can totally imagine him doing some mortgage commercial, but it’s Tom Selleck who stars in them.”

Now his mate was gazing curiously at him. “How old are you, Kalen?”

He really didn’t want to lie to his mate, but he couldn’t tell him the truth. Not without disclosing everything else to him. Kalen found an out when he heard his mate’s cell phone vibrating in his pocket.

“Are you going to answer that?”

“Are you going to answer my question?” Delta searched Kalen’s eyes, his mate’s breath trembling slightly. “I normally don’t date older men. Never even considered it until I met you. But I’m willing to give this a shot, whatever this is. All I’m asking is that you be honest with me.”

“Then we’re going to need somewhere private to talk.” Kalen thought of his house, but hell no. If he brought Delta home, everyone under his roof would try to spy on them just to get a glimpse of his mate. There would be fairies hovering above and others poking their heads around corners like spies.

Had Delta just said something?

“What?” Kalen ripped his gaze away from his mate’s lips, feeling like his body was too hard and too hot to concentrate. His wolf was howling for him to take Delta right there in the parking lot, onlookers be damned. That mouth had been too wicked, and Kalen wanted more.

“Why do we need to go somewhere private for you to tell me your age?” Delta had enunciated each word slowly. “Did you catch the question this time, or did you go back to staring at my lips?”

The question was teasing, but the guy had no idea how badly Kalen wanted him. He cleared his throat and forced his gaze to meet Delta’s. Like that was any better. Those thoughts still kept blasting his brain with the most erotic images. “Because what I have to tell you needs to be said in private.”

Delta slid his tongue across his bottom lip, and Kalen’s mind went haywire, images of that pink tongue sliding over his cock attacking him. He wasn’t sure if his mate had done that on purpose, but it had had an electrifying effect on Kalen.

“You said your children were grown, so I’m guessing you live by yourself.” Delta reached into his back pocket, and the vibrations ceased. “We can go to your place if you’re serious about needing privacy and not using a tactic to get me in bed.”

His early thought of spies jumped into his head. That was not an option. “How about your place?”

With a grunt, Delta spun and headed toward the motorcycle. “You’re too secretive, Kalen.” He pivoted and began to walk backward. “It was a simple question, and now you’re suddenly acting all cloak-and-dagger on me. Tell me why we can’t go to your house,” he said suspiciously.

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