Page 27 of Daddy Frost

Even after they slowed down, Delta kept his arms around Kalen’s waist, resting his chin on the guy’s shoulder. He turned his nose into the curve of Kalen’s neck and delighted in a good whiff.

God, Delta loved that powerful masculine scent. It was a dark and smoky fragrance that seemed to be unique to Kalen, to the wolf that was barely leashed inside of the guy, arousing Delta with each breath.

Even more amazing was the fact all of this had happened in a single day. From meeting Kalen to taking his three-hour break then working again, their ride, playing soccer, making out, tripping out, and then their high-speed chase.

And from the screen on Kalen’s phone, he saw it was only a little after six in the evening.

This had been the most action-packed day Delta had ever had. He’d never experienced so many emotions in a twelve-hour period before.

Which left him freaking tired. By the time they reached the town limits of Midnight Falls, Delta was exhausted. He’d begun to doze off when Kalen turned off the road and headed up a long driveway.

Delta glanced up and watched as a large, dark blue home with off-white trim and a red front door came into view. There was a smattering of vehicles parked to one side of the house and a carport, which Kalen pulled under. It already contained three impressive-looking motorcycles.

Kalen dismounted, causing Delta to whimper. The guy’s broad back had been warm, and he liked using it as a muscular pillow. A very good-smelling pillow.

With stiffness and fatigue, he climbed off the motorcycle, handing Kalen back his glasses, stretching his entire body. “You have a really nice home.”

“Thanks.” Kalen smiled with a touch of pride. “My boys and I, along with some friends, built it from the foundation up.”

Of course he had. He’d probably pulled the trees up from their roots then cut them to various sizes, using nothing more than his sheer strength.

“Man of many skills,” Delta teased. Now that he was at Kalen’s house, he suddenly became nervous. He was about to meet the guy’s sons. Even though Delta still wasn’t exactly sure what a mate was, he somehow knew it was important.

Which meant he had to impress three grown men. Piece of cake. Absolutely no pressure on his shoulders. If it was anything like a guy being overprotective of his mom, Delta was screwed, because in his eyes, no one had been good enough for Angelina Riveria.

Would Kalen’s sons have that same mindset?

With a soft growl, Kalen pulled him close. “Skills I’d love to use on you, muffin.”

“Is one of those skills stamina?” Delta no longer cared about flirting shamelessly with Kalen. His concern over the guy’s age had been blown to pieces, shattered when Kalen had revealed he was 345 years old. It was a number Delta couldn’t even wrap his head around and didn’t even want to try. His focus was now on making a good impression so three wolf shifters didn’t give his skinny ass the boot, and also the feel of Kalen’s hard body pressed against his.

Delta would much rather stay outside and make out like teenagers. That seemed like a much better option. He could visit the family another time when he wasn’t still wearing his work shirt and smelled like grease. There was also no doubt his hair was wrecked since he’d pretty much been on a motorcycle all day.

“Why don’t I take you inside and show you?” Kalen’s grin knocked the breath right out of Delta, causing his face to burst into flames.

So much for avoiding the family. He frowned when he spotted a curtain moving in one of the side windows.

“I think we have eyes on us,” he whispered.

“More like seven pairs.” Kalen sighed as he glanced at the windows. “Don’t let them overwhelm you, muffin. If they’re being intrusive, tell them to back the fuck up.”

What exactly was Kalen trying to prepare him for? Had he really said seven pairs of eyes? “The math doesn’t add up,” Delta pointed out. “If you have three sons, shouldn’t it be six pairs of eyes? Unless a baby popped out while you were gone.”

If it was Damon, where exactly had it popped out of? Why was Delta so curious to know yet too afraid to find out?

“My phone would have entered critical meltdown if one of the two had gone into labor.” Kalen slid his much larger hand over Delta’s. “Let’s get this over with. Then you can tell me what’s going on with the demon and who Leo is.”

He stumbled when Kalen mentioned his uncle’s name.

“How do you know about him?” Delta yanked to get his hand free, suddenly becoming uneasy.

Kalen tapped his own ear. “Shifter hearing, muffin. When I checked on you in the bakery, I overheard your conversation in the bathroom. I wasn’t trying to listen, so don’t get pissed at me.”

Delta should have been upset, but Kalen had just saved them and had also given him the best afternoon he’d ever had. Plus, if he became upset, he might not get a tour of Kalen’s bedroom.

For sightseeing purposes only, of course.

“How much did you hear?” Delta averted his gaze, admiring the bed of colorful flowers under the railing of the porch.

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