Page 9 of Fated Redemption
“I have to admit, everything you have made thus far has been exquisite.”
“Bring some home, we haven’t had any yet.” Daniel pouted.
“Come on you two, I have a new project in mind and it will be perfect for keeping you out of trouble. Then, I’m off to Purgatory. I have several conferences with the Regional Coven Leaders scheduled over the next month or two that will keep me out of town for a while.” Roman stood.
“Is it illegal?”
“Is it dangerous?” they asked.
Roman nodded.
“We’re in.” They chimed in together and followed Roman out to their car.
“Will they be okay?” Ashby asked, biting his lower lip. Gabriel winked at his mate.
“Let’s go.” Rebecca smiled at her friends and they left.
“Here you go boys. I packed an extra pie for you. Now Rhys, you let this wonderful man take care of you.” Ma walked up and handed the white plastic bags containing their to-go boxes to Rhys.
“He is wonderful isn’t he?” Moe felt himself starting to blush.
“I’ve always thought so.”
“Bye, Ma.” Moe waved.
“Bye, boys.”
Chapter Two
Moe held Rhys’s hand firmly as they walked back to the bar. Whenever he looked over at his mate he could tell that his mind was a thousand miles away from him, and he didn’t like it one bit.
Moe unlocked the door and held it open for Rhys. He closed the door behind him and locked it again. With Glenn in town Peyton would double and triple check the locks when they weren’t open, at the time Moe thought he was overreacting. Now, he wasn’t so sure.
Rhys followed behind him as they made their way up the stairs to the second floor.
“I have something to tell you. You are not Mary’s father.” The sound of Peyton’s daytime soaps drifted into the hallway. Moe knocked and heard the sounds of Peyton scrambling for the door. When it swung open, Peyton’s eyes were misty.
“So Connie turned out to be a slut after all, huh?” Moe asked, and handed him a to-go box.
Peyton’s head bobbed. “I knew she had a thing going on with Derek. She is going to break Steve’s heart!” Peyton actually looked worried for the fictional Steve.
“I bet she contracts a disease,” Rhys said.
Peyton’s eyes widened. “That would make sense! She has been complaining about her head hurting after the drug lord kidnapped her.” Peyton looked deep in thought.
Moe turned to look at Rhys, who winked up at him.
“Okay, we’ll leave you to it. Enjoy lunch.” Moe waved.
Peyton just nodded absently and shut the door.
They didn’t say anything until they had made their way up the stairs and had firmly closed their door behind them.
“Oh my God, he is too adorable.” Rhys laughed and collapsed on their bed.
Moe put their lunches in the refrigerator and walked across the open studio apartment to the bed. He kicked off his shoes and lay down next to his mate.
“You don’t watch that show do you?” Moe asked.
