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“That’s delicious. Hot and spicy but yummy.”
“I make a mean vegetable curry.” Brett licked around his lips.
“I can’t wait to try it.” I blew my nose before scooping up some rice with my curry.
Brett asked Darcy for some milk and explained it was better than water when eating spicy food. Good to know because I was drowning in sweat, and I sniffed under my arms, hoping I didn’t stink.
“Shall we order dessert?” Brett asked as he wiped curry sauce from his mouth.
I focused on his long, tapered fingers and his plump lips, hardly hearing what he was saying.
“Dessert, Anders?”
“Okay. Kyle makes a delicious key lime pie.” That would help ease the heat from the curry.
“I wasn’t thinking about that kind of dessert.”
Maybe the chili was affecting my brain because what other type of dessert was there?
“The kind where we eat in the bedroom?”
That sounded messy, but we could do that.
“Wait,” I grabbed his arm. “When you say dessert in the bedroom, are you saying…”
He shut me up with a kiss.
Chapter 9
Brett
I found my mate, and he was everything I dreamed of and more. We had such a nice time. Fine, it was frustrating because all I wanted to do was to get him naked and feast on his flesh, but still, it was wonderful. I’d learned that he too had scented me and the two of us had been a hot mess looking for each other. But that time was over.
I knew it.
Anders knew it.
But my unicorn… he was still being a butt, only in a different way. I thought once we found our mate he’d be happy happy, and for a few seconds he was, but then he got mad. He was blaming our mate for all our suffering, as if Anders had anything to do with that.
I didn’t have time to deal with him. This was what I’d been waiting for, being with my mate. I was thrilled, and if my unicorn wanted to be a butt, he could do so silently. I pushed him way down. I’d deal with his attitude later. I knew it came from a place of trauma, having grown up the way we did, never being accepted by the other pack members. But projecting that on our mate? Yeah, that wasn’t going to be a thing.
He’d be fine after we shifted together for the first time. I was sure of it.
“Excuse me.” I got up, wanting to make sure nothing was in my teeth or on my face before we left—an activity I was hoping we were going to be doing together. “I’ll be right back.”
“Please do. I’m not ready to let you out of my sight just yet.”
I walked to the bathroom, and on the way there, my phone buzzed in my pocket. Once inside, I checked it; it was my dad sending a meme he didn’t understand. Pretty much an everyday occurrence since I moved here.
Normally I’d give it a laughing emoji or a quick commentary, but today, I responded with, I found my mate. More news to come. Shutting off my phone. Love you.
And then I did shut it down before they called or bombarded my messages with questions. We’d chat soon. Tonight was for my mate and me.
When I worked my way back to the table, my mate was chatting with some people who worked here, all of them smiling, and I didn’t need to hear their conversation to know that it was about me. He was proud to have found his mate, and they were all exceedingly happy for him.
“Hi.” I wasn’t sure what to do because there were people blocking me from my chair, and also, I was ready to go… but also wanted to be polite.
“You ready?” Anders popped up. Either he read my body language or he was feeling the same. I didn’t care which, I was just happy we were leaving.
