Page 18 of Harbored By My Mate
We spend the next hour going over a list of people who may be helpful, weighing different options about meeting locations, who should be there, and escape routes in case things don’t go our way.
Daisy sets down a lasagna as we finish, and my stomach growls at the sight.
“Damn, that looks good,” Jameson says.
“Dig in!”Daisy says, setting plates and forks on the table.
I dish up a piece for everyone, adding two portions to my plate so I can share with my mate.
I pull Daisy back onto my lap when she returns with napkins and kiss her forehead.“Thanks for this.”
“It’s the least I can do after all your help.”
“Anything for you, mate.”
She blushes slightly, then turns back to the papers on the table.“So, when do we leave?”
“Wedon’t,” I reply.“I’llbe going tomorrow.”
“I’m coming with you,” she says stubbornly.
“No, you need to stay here where it’s safe.”
“You can’t go alone!What if something happens?”
I realize she’s nervous for me, and my heart swells in my chest.“I promise I’ll be okay.We planned for this.”
“I’ll go with you,” Logan says.“I’ll watch your back.”
I nod in appreciation as he reaches out to help himself to more of the lasagna.
“It’s all set,” I tell Daisy with a confident smile.“I’ll be back before dinner.”
After a moment, she nods, grabs her fork, and digs in.
I just hope I’m right.
EIGHT
Daisy
The mating heathits me as soon as I open my eyes.It’s just like the girls said it would be—an undeniable energy swirling around and within me.My whole body is buzzing, and all I can think about is being close to Knox.
I kick the blankets off my flushed skin and roll over, wondering where he is.After we ate last night, I cleaned up while he walked his friends out.Then he took over, sitting me on the counter while he washed dishes and put them away.I tried to protest, but I knew it was no use.Knox seems to love doing things for me.He gets this cute smile whenever he helps me out.It’s so sweet.
The bedroom door opens, and I lean up on my elbows to look at Knox.His eyes lock with mine, and he swallows hard.With one look, I know he can feel the mating heat too.He looks like he’s seconds away from pouncing on me.Without thinking, I spread my legs wider in invitation.
“Fuck,” he groans.
My cheeks heat with a blush.“Morning.”
He swallows hard.“Morning, mate.Why don’t you go back to sleep?It’s still early.”
“I can’t,” I tell him, sitting up fully.“Are you leaving now?”
“Yeah, I just came to change my clothes.Logan will be here in a few.”
“You have to be safe,” I say, fear gripping me.
