Page 19 of Miles's Pact
We don't have a lack of strange mating stories, Mat. You can tell the others.
Ain't that the truth. Also, fuck you for getting me in trouble.
Miles grinned. He could be as playful as Mateo when he wanted to be, couldn't he? He was just a lot more devious about it, so it wasn't obvious.
"I'll leave you to get some sleep. Our rooms are on the other side of the hallway, so let us know if you need anything, okay? The bathroom is at the end of the hallway. I'll leave the door unlatched."
I nodded, then watched as he left the room, sliding down a block of wood attached to the door that kept it from shutting. It took me a moment to realize it existed so April could get into the room without needing help. Did that mean she had the full run of the house? The twins had said she was an honorary family member, but I hadn't realized how true that was until now.
Once Miles had left, I flew back to the small mountain of pillows at the head of the bed and snuggled in, glad I'd takenanother dip in the bathtub earlier today. I buried my face into the lavender-scented pillows as I closed my eyes. The house was a little colder than the twins' because of the stone walls, but not uncomfortable.
I heard Mateo's footsteps as he came up the stairs, and he stopped at my door as his voice came through the bond.Night, Duckie.
Goodnight, Mateo, I replied, then listened as he went to his room across the hall.
Maybe now that I had a home and people I wanted to get to know, people whom I'd be safe with, I could shift back. Not today, but maybe someday soon. Because I'd like to talk to my mates' parents myself. I'd like to chat with Mateo, maybe work on the haunted house with him.
I'd like to get to know Miles better, to hold his hand, to touch his face... maybe touch his lips with mine.
I would like to be a full-fledged person someday, instead of a person in a duck's body.
