Page 45 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Two meals made by you in one day? Lucky me.” I propped myself up on one elbow, eyeing him. Pretty sure he was bare under those shorts. His body was just as fit as when he’d played professionally.
“A sandwich at five am doesn’t count as a meal. But we had quite the night.” More lust came through the bond as his eyes glimmered.
“That we did.” So much that we’d come to my room in the middle of the night. Lust hung in the air. Scents were getting more pronounced, but only a little. I hadn’t been lying when I’d told Verity I’d had one too many pucks to the face.
He leaned in and gave me a kiss, his lips tasting of coffee. “Make sure you put pants on. There are contractors renovating the bathroom, and deliveries and shit going on.”
“Oh, right.” The world’s fastest bathroom renovations were in full swing. I’d let Dean take charge of that because he enjoyed decorating.
AJ left, and for a moment, I lounged in bed, sipping my coffee. It had been a long time since anyone brought me coffee in bed.
I pulled on some sweats and came out to the kitchen. AJ had a hockey-themed apron on as he cooked bacon.
Kissing him, I poured myself some more coffee. “This is where I like my alphas, in the kitchen.”
He swatted my ass with a potholder. “Go get Dean and Jonas, please? They’re upstairs.”
Coffee in hand, I walked up the staircase in the corner of the living room. Bags, boxes, furniture, and pails of paint filled the landing, the small, open, sunken living area, and the hall.
I walked into the upstairs guest room, which had been transformed. The walls were dark green, though the built-in bookshelves on both sides of the glass door that led to the terrace were white. A little bistro table that hadn’t been there before sat outside. The chairs had green pillows with mountains on them. The room had green and brown accents, including the furry rug on the hardwood floor. Jonas was on the rug, putting a bed together.
One wall was now a giant black and white forest scene, which Dean currently highlighted with different colors.
“These are Mercy’s favorite colors. At least according to all theshop with meanddecorate my roomvideos she has on social media,” Dean told me as he continued to dab color onto the wall with his paintbrush.
“You stalked a teenager on social media to make her room? Isn’t that creepy?” I took another sip. It did look nice.
Dean snorted as he dipped his brush in more green paint. “It’s her public social media. Also, you’ve been over to their place tons of times and all you could tell me was that she doesn’t like pastels, enjoys pizza, and is fond of nail polish and crafting.”
“I’m dating Verity, not her.” I shrugged. Those were all important details.
“Did you paint that?” I wasn’t sure where that forest was, but it was spectacular.
“That’s one of Mercy’s photos. She’s quite good, isn’t she?” Dean didn’t turn, continuing to dab a color on the wall.
Jonas grinned at me as he screwed the headboard into the frame. “Tough night?”
“It was amazing. Thanks for giving us space.” I wasn’t sure what time they’d gotten in, but it was pretty late.
“I’m so happy for you two.” Jonas continued to work.
Dean looked over from painting. “Me too.”
“Thanks. Oh. AJ says food is almost ready.” I took another sip of my coffee.
“Can you help me get this done? The delivery people will bring the mattresses later today,” Jonas asked.
Putting down my coffee, I helped him put together the bed while Dean cleaned up his paints.
We joined AJ at the glass dining room table, which was laden with delicious-smelling food. Someone had opened the curtains to reveal our incredible view.
“Oh, you made shakshuka.” I grabbed a plate and dug into the egg dish.
“I know how much you like it. There’s more coffee if anyone wants any.” Giving me a kiss, AJ sat beside me, his foot snagging mine under the table.
“Thanks, AJ,” Jonas told him. “Again, so happy for you two.”
AJ pulled me to him with one arm. “Me, too. We’ll have to wait to register the bond, but I have a mate agreement drafted for you to review.”
