Page 48 of Siren in Love
Downstairs, Corvin put his clothes on the kitchen table and started the coffee, then put on pants, because coffee clearly came before pants.He’d barely buttoned them shut when movement outside the kitchen window caught his attention.There was a guy out there, not quite pressing his nose to the glass, but fucking close.
Corvin squeaked in terror.
The next thing he knew was Mike practically shooting down the stairs.He dashed into the kitchen, looked at Corvin, followed his gaze, and looked out at the asshole at the window.
“Oh, fucking hell.”Mike had somehow already showered and managed to put on a pair of jeans.He normally wore suits, so denim and nothing else was really fucking hot on him if anyone cared for Corvin’s opinion.“Corvin, hon, it’s fine.Stay here while I…handle that.”
“Huh?”
But Mike was already headed toward the front door.Corvin didn’t care about staying behind when Mike might need backup, so he followed him, taking in Mike’s muscular back and the engagement ring on his left hand, mirroring Corvin’s own.
Mike opened the door.The guy from the kitchen had walked around the house and was there and smiling like a creepy salesperson.
“What the fuck do you want here, Dominic?I’m busy,” Mike said in his best do-not-fuck-with-me voice.
“With that nice piece of ass I spotted in your kitchen just now?”the asshole said in a prissy, annoyed voice.He had brownish hair and looked about as memorable as the guy that stacked the shelves at the grocery store.
“That was my fiancé, and yeah, with him,” Mike said.
That hit like a bomb of silence, at least for a moment.Corvin took another step into the hallway, toward the door.Mike’s body was blocking much of the view.
“You’re such a fucking idiot sometimes,” Dominic said.“Fiancé.”He spat out the word as if it were a mouthful of dirt.“We’re meant to be together, Mike.Took me a while to realize that, but I do now.And I’m here to get you back.”
In response, Mike laughed, a loud belly laugh.“Are you kidding me?Dominic, I haven’t thought about you since we broke up.Not once.So hard pass.”
Corvin saw only a right boot, but it was as if there was static in the air.
“What even is he?Some human cupcake of a man?What you need is—”
“Dominic,” Mike said.His voice was beautiful like it always was, but there was an edge to it now that seemed sharper than even his lawyer voice ever got.“Leave.Do not come back.”
Dominic took a step back.“You will regret that, Mike” Corvin heard before the door slammed in the guy’s face.
“Well, that sucked.You okay?”Mike walked up to Corvin and held his face between his palms.
Corvin let out a sigh.“Yeah.You have a weird ex, Mike.”
“I guess I do.But I honestly hadn’t thought about him.In forever.”
But it seems he thought a lot about you.
“Is he some kind of stalker?”
Mike huffed.“No.Just…lots of ego.He won’t stick around if that ego is ignored though, so don’t worry about it.”
“Okay.”Corvin leaned into Mike’s touch.“The coffee should be ready soon.”
Mike smiled and kissed Corvin.“Great.I’ll put on a shirt and carry everything down.Stop for bagels on the way?”
Corvin decided to forget all about the encounter with the jealous ex.I need to stay goal oriented.Pool, cocktails with Mike, and sex, also with Mike.
“Definitely.”
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