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Mitchell pulled him in closer. "You do a great job, baby. And you're right. We want to take care of each other already. That's not a question, is it?"
Seryn shook his head. "Not even a little."
"That's all part of the Daddy stuff. For me, anyway." Mitchell seemed to come to some type of conclusion. "So how about youlet me romance the pants off you for a while and give me time to get used to the mating thing? And I promise, during all the wining and dining, we'll bond. It's not a no or even a maybe. It's a yes, but let's take our time. Is that cool with you?"
"Yes, Daddy." If Seryn had his way, they would bond right away, but it wasn't just about him. If Mitchell needed time, then Seryn could give it to him. "As long as you promise."
"I promise." Mitchell kissed him again. "I promise." Seryn tilted his face up and Mitchell kissed his forehead. "I promise." Seryn moved just enough so that Mitchell could land the next kiss on his lips if he wanted. And he did want.
The kiss went straight to Seryn's heart. It was a press of the lips that lingered long enough to make promises and it was exactly what Seryn needed.
Chapter Fourteen
They changed hotel rooms four times in two weeks, slowly making their way toward Wingspan, where the Dragon Skull clubhouse was. The goal was to keep moving away from Davorion and the city, but to do so without drawing attention to themselves, switching cars about as often as they switched hotel rooms.
Mitchell drove, following the directions Seryn had told him about. He held Seryn's hand between the seats as they headed down the highway. He'd have to let go in six miles according to the sign that told him how far away Wingspan was.
Six miles and he'd get to see his little brother for the first time in months. Six miles and he'd never be away from Jude for that long again.
"Did you tell Daruss when we're arriving?" What he was really asking was if Jude knew when he'd get there. He knew his little brother better than he knew anyone else. Jude would drive himself crazy waiting for Mitchell if he knew. It was better if Daruss either didn't tell him at all or waited until right before they arrived. It would save Jude a lot of turmoil.
"I told him." Seryn's visions had been manageable since their talk, but that was mostly because Mitchell hadn't let him out of his sight for over ten minutes at a time.
Seryn hadn't needed blood again. Spending every day and night together for two solid weeks had made them closer than Mitchell would have expected. It was more than Mitchell could have hoped for. He was more than ready to bond.
Mitchell lifted their joined hands and kissed the back of Seryn's.
Seryn gave him a shy smile. He reserved it just for Mitchell.
Mitchell had learned Seryn expressed himself the most through his smiles. He'd never met a person able to use the upturn of his lips to say so much. From 'fuck you' to 'I love you' and everything in between, Seryn's smile said a lot. It was quickly becoming Mitchell's favorite thing about Seryn.
The shy smile meant he wanted to be Mitchell's boy. He wanted all the kisses and cuddles, and then he wanted some more afterward. But he didn't know if he could ask for it.
"Ask me, sweetheart."
Seryn sighed. "You'll want to stay at Daruss's house, right?"
"Jude will be there. Why?" And Mitchell didn't really have anywhere else to go, anyway. He needed to fix the problem of the guns he'd stolen for Terrell. That was what got him into trouble in the first place. After months, he still hadn't solved the issue.
"Can I stay with you? Todd and the doctor can stay at my house or wherever. But I want to be with you." Seryn met Mitchell's gaze from under his lashes.
"How big is your house? Hopefully bigger than a hotel room." Todd huffed in the backseat. When Mitchell looked at him through the rearview mirror, Todd had his arms crossed over his chest and he glared at Evan. It was Todd's standard response to Evan and one that was getting very old. After two weeks of beingstuck in a hotel room together, Mitchell expected them to have resolved some of their issues, but all it did was make it worse.
"I also would like a separation from Todd." Evan said it in such a resigned way. It was clear he didn't really want to be separated so much as needed a reprieve from the hostility.
Todd sucked in a breath, as if something about Evan's statement surprised him. And then he turned away. Mitchell couldn't see his face through the rearview mirror anymore.
"I'll just go home then." As if refereeing between the two idiots in the backseat would change anything. And no way would Seryn spend a single night away from him.
"We'll stay together. Regardless of where we sleep." Mitchell addressed the two in the backseat. "You two better fix your shit once and for all."
Evan was the one who answered. "I think we've established that there is no fixing it. It's best if we went our separate ways."
"That'll be hard to do, considering you'll both need to start your life over again with the Dragon Skulls. You'll need their protection. The Dragon Skulls are a family, which means you guys are family, too. Daruss won't like the tension between you. He'll make you clean it up." Seryn hadn't said so many words at one time to them before, which said a lot about the seriousness of the situation.
"So, if we're under a motorcycle gang's protection, it means we're also under their control. That's what you're saying?" Evan might be a cheater and that made him stupid because Todd was a great guy who had loved him at one point, but it was the only thing that did. He was a pretty preceptive person.
"There are rules." Seryn's tone might have been neutral, as if he were talking about the weather, but Mitchell could see the arguing between them got to him.
