Page 43 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

“Fine.” Pinks still didn’t feel strong. But it helped that Galent had that much confidence in him, and it helped that Galent didn’t seem to be leaving anytime soon. “I’m thirsty.”

“Oh! That’s right. You lost a lot of fluids.” Galent glanced at the rumpled sheets next to them, his lips pulling into a proud smile. “Here.”

He scooped Pinks into his arms, and with his knot still locked inside, he carried Pinks to the kitchen, holding him up with one arm while he used his other hand to grab a water glass. “Water? Iced, room temperature, or warm?”

“Iced, maybe about ten cubes. You make me warm.”

Galent’s smile grew. “You can sleep in my bed tonight.”

Pinks was about to agree, when he remembered Zarrie. “I’d rather sleep in my room. “I’m not leaving Zarrie alone for the whole night.”

Galent watched him seriously. “You’re worried about the kidnappers.”

“Yes.We’ve already been kidnapped once.”

The giant hesitated. “What species is she? I know you weren’t willing to tell me before.”

Pinks took a deep breath. Did he trust Galent?

He watched as Galent filled the glass with ice cubes, then tap water. Galent handed it over without demanding an answer, and Pinks drank greedily. For the next minute, he watched the giant.

Galent had kept his promises about the massage and sex. He’d bought Pinks all the food he’d wanted at the store. Hell, he’d even cooked for them and tried to give Zarrie some tomato.

So Pinks strained his ears and listened hard to the neighborhood, making sure there wasn’t anyone nearby who could hear. Then he said under his breath, “She’s an angel.”

Galent blinked. His eyebrows crawled up his forehead. “She’s—Those exist?”

“You’re over two hundred years old. Surely you’ve heard,” Pinks said dubiously.

Except Galent wet his lips, looking torn. “My parents always said they’d tell me about the different species as I grew older. They taught me the basics, and for every decade that passed, they’d tell me about another rare species. Because they wanted to leavesome intrigue in the world. Just that some hunters found them, and killed them.”

“Oh, no.” Pinks’ heart sank. He set his glass on the counter and wrapped his arms tight around Galent, trying to soothe the giant even though he knew the past couldn’t be undone.

“I found their bodies and killed their murderers,” Galent said, tucking his face against Pinks’ neck. “But it doesn’t bring them back.”

Pinks hugged him even more tightly. “I guess we’re both orphans.”

“I guess we are.” Galent hesitated. “I could... join your pack? We’d be a pack of two. Three, including Zarrie.”

Pinks’ thoughts tripped over themselves. “Y-you forgot the cart. Limesicart.”

“We can have the cart in our pack, too.” Galent squeezed Pinks’ hip, his mouth curving into a small, excited smile. “And... and the baby, if you conceive.”

“If.” But with that much cum locked inside him... he was very likely looking at a second lifetime commitment. Pinks tried not to freak out.

“Here, drink more water.” Galent grabbed the water glass and brought it back to Pinks’ lips, waiting for him to finish it. His gaze dropped to Pinks’ chest. “Are you nervous?”

“When I woke up today, I wasn’t expecting to have a new baby in my belly!”

“Mmm. Mine. I’ll take care of you.” Galent leaned in, his gaze locked on Pinks’ lips.

Pinks froze. Galent was so close, his breath on Pinks’ mouth, his own lips looking so soft and luscious that Pinks maybe grew a little bit excited.

A cry shattered the moment.

They both looked up, suddenly alert. Galent tightened his arms around Pinks and hurried to Zarrie’s room, even as Pinks strained to listen for any possible intruders.

Instead of a kidnapper, they found Zarrie sitting upright, her clothes halfway off and two tiny, feathery wings flopping against her back.

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