Page 61 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

It was all so careful and gentle, so intimate, that Pinks’ throat tightened.

“You... really don’t mind?”

“We’re all human,” Galent said. “Someday, I’m going to fart in bed and you’re going to be awake for it. You’re not going to run away, are you?”

“Well, no,” Pinks mumbled.

“So you don’t have to be embarrassed about this, either.”

“So you enjoyed pissing on me like a wolf marking its territory?”

Galent snorted. “Is that something you want?”

“No! Skin scents are fine. We don’t need... other scents.”

“Fine by me.” Galent washed between Pinks’ legs, then ran his hand over Pinks’ belly again, lingering there.

They were going to have a baby. Sometimes it was still hard to believe, when his body hadn’t changed much at all.

Galent washed Pinks’ nipples again. Then he ran the shower to rinse the suds off.

“What about you?” Pinks blurted.

“What about me?” Galent smiled.

“You didn’t get any soap on you.”

“Would you like to do the honors?”

Pinks’ heart skipped. “Okay.”

It was different, touching every part of Galent’s body when he was warm and human. His skin was soft and breakable. And yet he allowed Pinks complete access, dipping his head to let Pinks wash his face and hair.

It almost felt... domestic. Like this was something mates did with each other, all trust and little moments.

Pinks swallowed hard, washing the rest of Galent when they both stood up.

“Your heart is beating fast,” Galent murmured, covering Pinks’ chest with his hand.

Pinks nodded. Galent didn’t press for answers; he rinsed them both, then stepped out of the shower to hand Pinks a fluffy towel. When they were both dry, Galent swept Pinks off his feet in a bridal carry, bringing him to the room they shared with Zarrie.

“I can walk, you know,” Pinks grumbled.

“I want to prove that I can provide for you. In every way.” Galent set Pinks on his feet and handed him some fresh clothes. Then he retrieved his phone and turned the camera to face them, pressing their faces together. “Smile.”

Pinks’ smile looked surprised. Galent saved the picture and tucked the phone hurriedly into his pocket, like he was stashing a treasure.

“Handsome will pick us up in an hour,” Galent said. “If there’s anything you need at my lair, tell me. I’ll arrange for it to be delivered.”

In a daze, Pinks helped to pack up. Galent messaged Yaeger and the rest to tell them they were leaving the safehouse. Then Handsome showed up, knocking on the front door.

“Lord Fangy’s Consort,” Handsome said brightly, sticking his hand out. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced.”

Pinks stared suspiciously at his hand.

“It’s very clean, I promise.” Handsome seemed thoughtful. And he whipped out a familiar pink book that made Pinks cringe. “I come bearing a gift?”

Pinks recoiled. “No! I don’t want that in my house.”

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