Page 92 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

As first kisses went,it wasn’t the most romantic.

Telos tried to get Mav’s lower lip, except his mouth smashed against Mav’s teeth.

Mav froze, his face cycling through a few expressions. “What—”

“It’s a kiss, you idiot.” Telos scowled and pulled away, his face burning. Of all the ways he’d imagined kissing Mav, this didn’t even rate in the top hundred.

Mav huffed. Then he grabbed Telos by the back of his neck, and hauled him in.

This time, their lips meshed together, all wet, slick heat. Telos gasped. Mav growled and nipped at his lower lip, and it was the most sinful kiss. Mav slid into his mouth, his tongue flicking against Telos’, dipping in and learning him with a slowness that made Telos want to cry.

He’d spent so long dreaming about this moment. Wondering if it’d be fast or slow, whether it would be filled with snarling, orif it would be gentle. And here Mav was, tasting him like he was something to be savored. His breath shuddered out of him.

“Hey,” Mav breathed against his lips. “You’re fine, you’re good.”

“I didn’t say anything,” Telos mumbled.

“Your heart is pounding.” Mav brushed his knuckles over Telos’ chest, pressing more slow kisses to his lips.

Telos would’ve thought Mav was kissing him as a favor, except he felt Mav’s affection coming through their bond. It was humbling, to feel that from him.

He actually likes me.

Estie wriggled in his arms, and there came a ripping sound.

Telos broke the kiss in a hurry. Estie had a photo in her hands, one corner of it torn. “Estie, baby. We don’t do that to photos.”

Contritely, Mav wriggled the photo out of her grip. Estie made a loud sound of protest; Mav gave her his thumb to hold. Telos could’ve melted.

“Sorry.” Mav met Telos’ eyes. “I didn’t think she’d grab a picture.”

“It’s fine. I don’t care about these pictures, anyway.”

Mav frowned. Then he took the album and set it on the other side of him. “They’re mine now.”

Telos squawked, trying to hide how flattered that made him feel. Mav smirked and nudged their knees together.

Mav glanced back at Estie, though, and opened the album to show her the pictures again. “Actually, you might want to seemore pictures of your dad before I steal them. I guess he was pretty cute as a baby.”

“You guess?” Telos protested.

Mav smirked. “Gotta keep you on your toes, don’t I?”

“I’ll ask Hadley if he hasyourpictures,” Telos muttered.

“He does,” Hilly-Billy yelled through the penthouse. “He’s putting them in a manila folder for you right now!”

“Tell him I want stories, too,” Telos said.

“Fuck off,” Mav growled, his cheeks turning pink.

“Ba!” Estie said.

“Next thing you know, her first word will be ‘Fuck’,” Telos muttered.

Mav shrugged. “You didn’t seem to mind.”

“I mind. You will give me a shopping cart as compensation.”

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