Page 114 of Walking in Darkness

“That’s awesome.”

A rustic log mantel shelf rounded out the outstanding design. There was a dark brown leather couch and love seat, a couple of end tables, and a coffee table in the living room.

Across from the living area was the kitchen, which had all the amenities anyone could want. There was even a place for a small dining table. Kit could also see two closed doors downstairs.

Above them was a loft where the bedroom was located. Kit assumed there was a bathroom up there too.

“This is gorgeous,” Kit said, looking around.

He also noticed it was stripped bare of any personal belongings.

“You’ve moved all your stuff into the house, haven’t you?” Kit asked.

“Yes, why?”

“Because I need to do the same. I thought about it before, but with everything that’s been going on, I kind of forgot,” Kit admitted. “Not that there is all that much, but I need to get my stuff out of there. Also need to break my lease.”

Connie pulled out his phone and started typing. “We have a lawyer on retainer who can handle that.”

“Excellent idea,” Hudson said.

“Plus, I know of a moving company who’ll be more than happy to pack up your stuff. They’re all paranormals too, andthey have a great rating within the community.” Connie looked up from his phone. “Or do you want to do the packing?”

“They can do it. There’s nothing there, really, that has sentimental value. The things that really mean something to me are still at my parents’ home. They’re waiting for me to get settled before sending things like that.”

“I’d say you’re pretty settled now, wouldn’t you?” Hudson asked, playing with the end of Kit’s ponytail.

Warmth course through Kit. Yeah, he was pretty settled. Not only was he bonded, but he also had a huge ass wedding to plan. “Yep. I’ll call my mom tonight. Maybe we could make a trip out there at some point?”

“I’d like that,” Hudson said. “Once the threat is resolved, of course.”

“Believe me when I say your head of security, and me, agrees with that,” Connie muttered. “Okay, I’ll take care of the lease and packing first thing Monday morning.”

“Thank you,” Kit said.

“Happy to help, babe.”

“Speaking of places my mates used to live, what about yours?” Hudson asked Connie.

He glanced around the cabin. “I’m pretty much out, except for my hoard, of course. That’s the only thing.”

Hudson nodded. “Hopefully, we can get that moved into the main house soon. I’m sure it bothers you not having it close.”

“Well, yes, but what am I going to do? Stay here? We all know that isn’t an option.”

Hudson wrapped his hand around Connie’s neck and hauled him close. “You’re right. That absolutely is not an option. But I promise we’ll get your hoard moved as quickly as possible.”

Connie shuddered happily.

Hudson slowly released Connie, then glanced at Kit. He cleared his throat.

There was a woodsy scent with a cedar undertone coming from Hudson. And from Connie there was toasted marshmallow and cinnamon scent. Holy shit, could Kit smell their desire? How completely awesome was that?

“All of my dragons have their own cabins,” Hudson said. “Some cabins are bigger than others, of course. This one will be a guest cabin as soon as we can move Connie’s hoard.”

“Can’t wait! Okay, so, are you guys ready?” Connie asked.

Kit bounced on his toes. “Totally ready.”

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