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“Dannae what yer thinkin’ takin’ on a dog as big as an ass, boy.”

“Ahh Lottie,” Jonas laughs. “He’s just a puppy. He’s only two. He’ll get bigger. Besides, I can always buy a bigger house.”

Lottie gasps. “Yer lying.”

Jonas grins. “Yeah, I am.”

Charlotte huffs at him as I open the door to the house. We take off our coats, hanging them then make it to the foyer where I switch on the lights. Jonas sets Lucifer down, letting him out of his cage as Kronos immediately begins to sniff out his new surroundings, settling to circle in front of the unlit fireplace and drops. Luci mimics him and finds a place to circle beside Kronos before he too, decides to drop on the ground and take yetanothernap.

How odd.

Granted, I studied human behaviors and not animals but all in all,odd.

“OkayLots, this is for my girl. We have… two hours to make everything perfect andthreebefore the storm starts rolling through. Mom said youhave tobe gone before then or she’ll worry.”

“What? Don’t want me to meet the woman I’ve already heard so much about?”

“You’ll meet her soon enough, Lots. I’m gonna marry her. I ask her every day to marry me, and she laughs me off.”

“Hmm. I like her already.” Jonas growls at this but Charlotte scoffs and waves him off, but I can see she holds him dear to her. “As fer yer mother, it’s just a bit of snow. It’ll be fine. ‘Sides, yer ma also sent a few decorations.” I decide I love the way she rolls her R’s. “Go, boy. They’re in the boot of the car, tucked in. Priceless, she said, so be careful. Don’t want them to go out of my wages.”

“Yes ma’am.” He kisses her cheek. In a low voice he murmurs, "If they came out of your wages, you know I’d replace them, Lottie.” Before he leaves us alone.

She looks at him fondly but when we’re alone she stares me down, green eyes sparkling in the lighting.I have to admit, I'm a little afraid of the five-foot-nothing older woman. “Yer taking care of my boy?”

“Yes, Miss Charlotte.”

She inclines her chin in a curt nod once, turning to look at the space she’s been provided to decorate. “Agh, four weeks till the holiday and naught one piece in sight.”

“We’ve been busy,” I defend as Jonas comes back in, setting down about six bags and a large container full of ornaments.

“Looks like all those muscles are finally good for something,” Lottie grumbles toward the Wide Receiver and I can’t help but laugh.

Jonas raises his arms and flexes in response.

Shehmmphswith an eye roll, totally unimpressed, then claps her hands twice only to open her arms at the undecorated space. “Alright boys, let’s get to work.”

I decide I like Lottie. Er, Charlotte.

Chapter Twelve

Raven.

“Jonas and Damon have already left.” Maverick says, taking his time to wash every inch of my body in the oversized bear-claw bathtub in my bathroom, he sits shirtless outside of the tub, muscles in his arms and shoulders tensing while paying special attention to my very sore bits. This is a side of him I’ve never really gotten to see. Yes, he’s cared for me after some rough sex before but nothing like this. I love him like this. “So, you’ll be with me today.”

I blink at him and quirk a brow in question.

“There’s a blizzard coming and I’ve made us reservations somewhere. It’s a little outside of Kingston city limits but I’m pretty confident we’ll be back before the storm hits. I need you to dress properly but comfortably.”

“Oh…kay.” I reply and it earns me a kiss to the temple.

“Such a beautiful girl.” He whispers against my skin then rises to his feet, going to the spare linen closet, coming back with a towel, and holds out his hand to help me up. “Come on, let’s get you dry and ready.”

After he dries me, I let him pamper me as he orders me to lie face down on my bed. Staying completely still, I’m gnawing my bottom lip as he rubs my expensive lotion all over me from my shoulders down to the soles of my feet. I’m so relaxed Ialmost fall asleep, but he spanks me and I’m awake and needy again. I’m learning it doesn’t take much to get me ready and willing to please my men.

Just a submissive, un-breedable slutbag. It should probably bother me, but when these men look like this and start touching you, it’s so hard to say no. I don’t want to say no. I love the way they’re crazy for me. It makesmycrazy justified.

“Turn over, angel.”

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