Page 38 of Daddy's Justice

“Yes, Morrigan?” Kara looked up from the large pull of coffee she had just taken.

“I wanted to apologize for last night. I allowed myself to get out of control and I wasn’t fighting honorably. I take full responsibility for my actions.” I felt guilty as crap. One thing I had always prided myself on during my Krav Maga training was never allowing anyone to goad me. I always had the utmost of discipline and kept myself calm, cool and collected. I hadn’t been a good example of that in the past twenty-four hours, and I was ashamed. She must have felt the sincerity of my words as she graciously accepted my apology. I found myself seeking out Forseti’s approval. He nodded and smiled. I was able to sit back then, and relax some.

“Can I at least have a clue?” I asked through a mouthful of cheesy scrambled eggs, my mind already wandering back to the promised surprise. I batted my eyelashes at him, hoping that I didn’t look like I was having a seizure. I had never been very good at flirting.

“Clue about what?” Edda asked.

“He said he has a surprise for me! Do you know what it is?” I asked hopefully. Maybe they would tell me since Forseti wasn’t.

“Surprise? I love surprises. Did you bring one for each of us?” Kara chimed in.

“No, her surprise is something you have both had since you were little,” Forseti answered. I noticed the women exchange knowing glances. They knew!

“Oh, come on! Please?”

“Nope.” Edda shook her head.

“Not a chance,” Kara said.

I cursed them both in my head.

“Those aren’t very nice names you are calling us,” Edda said disapprovingly. “We just want you to enjoy the surprise.”

“Is she calling you names?” Forseti asked. “I hope you aren’t using the naughty language that I have repeatedly spoken to you about.” He frowned at me. I tried to bite back my outrage.

“You absolutely cannot scold me for my thoughts!”

“Your thoughts are what leads to your words and misbehavior. If you think about it, you will eventually say it.”

No, some of us have some self-discipline.I glared at him as I thought it.

Edda giggled.

Don’t you dare.I turned my gaze on her.

“I won’t,” she reassured me.

“You won’t, what? You know how I feel about secrets among my team.”

“I’m not on your team.”

I wasn’t, either. Odin hadn’t appointed me, and Forseti had made it clear that I wasn’t a soldier. I wasn’t trained. So, nope, not on the team. I could have all the secrets I wanted, including my own plan.

“You are mine,” Forseti said, claiming me again. His tone wasn’t possessive, it was that of a man filled with love and admiration for a woman. “And I am yours, little goddess. That automatically means we are on the same team.”

“Sure, I guess.” I took a large bite of delicious, crispy bacon. Chewing, I thought about it. “We are a team, as in a couple. But, I’m not on the team, you know, I’m not an Odin’s Operator.”

“Yet,” Edda corrected.

“Yeah,” Kara chimed in. “Once you are trained up, I bet you will be in no time. After all, you’ll need a new job.” She smiled at me and I knew she meant well but her words settled like a bomb exploding over me.

A new job. I loved my job. A new life. I loved my life. I didn’t want a new anything. I wanted to stay where I was, and keep doing what I was doing, but I wanted to keep Forseti, too. Why couldn’t I do both? Why couldn’t he come to Earth and be my husband?

“Because he is the God of Justice, Morrigan,” Edda said gently. “Asgard needs him. Heck, all the realms need him. He keeps the peace in many ways. War would have raged your Earth by now if it hadn’t been for Forseti’s ability to deescalate situations and dole out fair judgments. I understand how hard this must be for you, cousin. But it is what it is.”

“How about we take one thing at a time?” Forseti interjected. “Eat your breakfast so that I can take you to see your surprise.” I quickly started shoveling the rest of my eggs into my mouth. “And, just to be clear, I won’t ever punish you for your thoughts, little goddess. Odin knows that my thoughts are far from pure.” He paused and looked straight at me, slowly licking his lips. “Especially, when they are about you.”

My pulse raced, and just like that, I felt my panties dampen again.

Damn that man. I’d have to take stock in panty liners at this rate.

Edda must have been reading my thoughts again, because she burst into laughter. Kara, on the other hand, had a very disgusted look on her face.

“Ew. Get a room.”

I guess some things were the same no matter what world you lived on.

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