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“There’s a lot we need to discuss. What’s this about?”
He closes the door behind me and turns to face me. “The bomb you just dropped while talking to Brinlee.”
“Bomb?”
“That you can’t read, Ky.”
My stomach churns. “Damn. That slipped out. I was gonna find a better way to break it to you. I thought only Sawyer had noticed?—”
“He noticed?”
“Yeah, and I promised him I was going to tell you about it, in case… you know.”
“In case what, Ky?”
I shrug, pretending indifference. “In case you were disappointed in me. I’ve been a disappointment to many people in my life.”
His blue eyes narrow. “Dammit, Ky. You’re a fucking amazing mate. What did you think we’d do, kick you out?”
I shrug again, helplessly. “I would have understood.”
“Fucker. Jesus.” He comes and grabs my shoulders, shakes me. “Never. How can I get it through the thick skull of yours? We’d never give up on you. I thought you got that, with that little speech you gave to Brinlee earlier.”
I smile faintly. “I think… I believe it and I don’t, you know? You and Roman are the best guys, but I was raised to always expect the boot.”
“Not gonna happen,” he snarls. “Ever. And of course, we knew already.”
“What are you talking about?”
“We knew you can’t read. Think you can live with us and we wouldn’t put two and two together?”
My breath catches. “But you never mentioned anything!”
“We were hoping you’d eventually trust us enough to tell us yourself. After all… it doesn’t matter to us, Ky. But it could matter to you. Learning to read and write would make your life easier. We want you comfortable with us. We want you to do all the things you want. To be happy. And we know you like stories, so we thought… well, we thought that one day you would tell us and we would help you out. If you wanted us to.”
I’m staring at him. Archer isn’t prone to giving speeches, either. “Gotcha,” I finally say.
But he shakes me a bit more. “Do you? Do you know how much we fucking love you? How much you mean to us? What lengths we’d go to, to make you happy?”
In reply, I grab his face and kiss him.
It’s rough and savage, as it often is between two alphas fighting for dominance. It’s not always like that between us, but I bite at his lips and dig my fingers into his cheeks because I fucking need it. I need to feel him, make him react, make him jerk.
Prod him. Push him.
And he pushes right back, biting and kissing, fucking my mouth with his tongue, hauling me against his hard body, against his hard cock.
Oh, yeah.
The slight sting of pain, the power in his arms, the strength matching mine, it soothes me. Calms me down, even as it excites my dick.
When we finally part, we’re both breathing hard. Archer’s eyes are shining.
I chuckle. “You liked this.”
He licks blood off his lips. Grins at me. “As much as you did. Feeling better now?”
I nod.
