Page 80 of Bound in Blood
Mateo grinned down at him, golden eyes still twinkling playfully. “Mm… if you hate us so much, guess that means you don’t want the surprise we had planned for you.”
“Well, let’s not get too hasty.” Logan looked between the two of them, trying to figure out if this was some sort of cruel joke. It would be insanely out of character for them to fake a surprise… but Logan couldn’t remember the last time someone surprised him with anything. Well… ‘surprise, you’re an immortal creature of the night’ excluded.
“I don’t think so. We’re the worst. And if we’re the worst, clearly we’re too awful to have planned anything for you.” Mateotsked, “Unless… you were lying?” He turned his head away from Logan just to give him a dramatic side-eye.
“Fine. I take it back. You’re the best. Every other mated pair on the planet looks to you and Marco for guidance, oh romance experts.” Logan paused, sitting up. “Now what’s my surprise?”
“I am so glad you asked.” Mateo slid up the bed to settle next to Logan, completely violating his personal space because of course he was.
“We wanted to help you feel a bit more at ease,” Marco said, sitting up on Logan’s other side, giving him just as little space.
“So… last night, I say to Marco, ‘fratellino mio?—’”
“Five minutes, Mateo.”
Mateo’s grin widened, his accent thickening. “‘Fratellino mio,we need to find something the Texans do for fun.’ And what do I know of Texas? Well, they’ve got steers, que?—”
“Teo.”
“—AND the State Fair!” Mateo corrected smoothly. “So we googled if there was anything like that around here…”
“Are we going to a carnival!?” Logan asked, practically bouncing with excitement.
“Would youlet me finish?” Mateo put a hand over Logan’s mouth. “And we found a carnival! About an hour’s drive from here. Isn’t that wonderful,cuore mio?*?”
Logan licked Mateo’s hand, causing Mateo to flinch back. “When can we go?”
Mateo wiped his hand on Logan’s shoulder, grimacing like he’d been personally victimized. “You are absolutely disgusting.”
Logan elected to ignore him. “Do you think I could still eat funnel cake? Will there be a Ferris wheel?” His eyes widened as he looked up at Marco. “Carnival games?”
Mateo, still wiping his hand on Logan like it had been tainted by something much worse than saliva, scoffed, “Of course there will be carnival games,tesoro.It is in the name.”
“Rides?” Logan asked hopefully.
“Well, you have that at home,” Mateo replied suggestively.
“Not if we don’t go the carnival, I don’t,” Logan scowled at him.
Marco tilted his head, watching Logan’s excitement bloom with soft amusement. “I believe I saw a Ferris wheel on the website, yes. But I don’t understand the appeal.”
Logan gasped, clutching Marco’s arm. “Theromance,Marco. Think about it. The best romcoms always have a soft kiss at the top of the Ferris wheel overlooking the city.”
Marco paused for a moment, considering Logan’s words. Then, he leaned a little closer, brushing his nose to Logan’s. “In that case, it does sound fun. You’re right,caro.”
“And the funnel cake?” Logan pressed, backing up just a tad so looking into Marco’s eyes didn’t feel so awkward. Logan hadn’t tried any human food since they’d turned him two weeks ago, but if he was going to risk vomiting on any sort of human food… it would be funnel cake.
“Should be fine. We’ll just have to make sure to feed later, but I believe there is still blood in the fridge from Mateo’s latest heist.” Marco nodded.
Mateo pressed a lingering kiss to Logan’s shoulder before rolling out of bed, landing on the carpeted floor with a softthud.“All right, we need to get moving. Get dressed and we’ll meet you downstairs in ten.”
Logan hopped out of bed, heading for Mateo’s closet to steal one of the vintage band tees he hides in the back. “I’ll be ready in five,” he promised, before darting off to his own room.
As he shut Mateo’s door, he overheard when Marco said, “I’ve never seen him so happy.”
Logan froze, fingers tightening around the doorknob.
Me neither.
