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“You tell us,” the Nari snarled, then relented her angry stance, “okay, easy there. We ain’t mad at ya, but look, I know you’re all Mr.Playa-playa, but we heard Brenda leave.”
“Yup,” Jessica added, emphasis on the p.
Elissa narrowed her eyes at him, and deftly fastened the diaper of the tyke on the changing pad. Lance wondered how she did that without looking. It was like some intense-mom-sixth-sense shit or something. He didn’t know.
“Oh, well,” he cleared his throat, “Sorry if she slammed the front door, and all.”
“You know, girls talk. And, well, it seems a lot of your dates lately are less than happy,” the Nari inquired.
“If you need advice, on you know, boinking, we can get our mates to talk to you,” Jessica began, but he was already covering his ears.
“Gods, no!” Lance averted his gaze, baring his throat respectfully, but there was no fucking way he wanted any part of a conversation like that.
The Nari held sway over the Pride. Maybe not to the extent of her mate, the Neta, but she was pretty fucking strong in his humble opinion. When she was angry, watch out! Lance did his best not to cross either of these fiercely protective females.
“Hey now, I swear to you, Nari. I did not do a thing wrong,” he explained, “Come on, Liss, Jessi-cat? Brenda and I were never exclusive even when we were dating! And last night was not a date. No nooky. I promise! Look, I don’t even recognize the thong she found in my room.”
“Shit,” Elissa bit her lip, and looked around. Was it him, or did she look just a little bit guilty?
“What?” Jessica asked.
“Yes, Nari, what?” Lance picked up baby Milly and began tickling her tummy.
The sweet cub giggled, and drooled all over him, but he didn’t mind. They were talking now and crawling too, like little speed demons.
Milly and Celia were little dolls as far as he was concerned. Just angels! He adored all the cubs in the Pride. Perhaps that was why he’d just recently started fantasizing having some of his own.
The problem was, Lance did not have a mate. Far as he knew, no one in the Pride belonged to him. It was a sad, lonely feeling. Everyone seemed to be finding their other halves except him.
“Alright, I confess. Hunter and I might have gotten a little freaky in the laundry room on one of the Pride cleaning days, I don’t know, last week or something,” she cleared her throat, but nothing could contain her scarlet blush.
“OMG! You nympho!” Jess snorted again, jostling baby Brayden who let out a loud cry, “but how’d your panties wind up in Lance’s laundry?”
“How should I know,” Elissa shrugged, “I was busy.”
“Busy gettin’ busy,” Jessica added with a little shake of her hips.
“Like you and Brayden haven’t broken damn near every piece of furniture in your bedroom. All I did was lose my panties!”
Lance wished the floor would open and swallow him whole. Last thing he wanted to hear about was these two females’ sex life for fuck’s sake. He cleared his throat and put baby Milly back in her playpen.
“Okay ladies, I think I’ve heard enough,” he began, attempting to leave the room.
“Oh, I don’t think so,” Elissa growled, “sit down. Panties aside, Lance, I think it’s time you stopped being such a rounder. Especially with our Pride ladies.”
“Mmm hmm,” Jess pursed her lips.
“Uh,” Lance allowed himself to be shoved into a chair, but even his Tiger winced when both females stood in front of him.
“You’re not as young as you used to be either,” Elissa raked him over with a steely gaze that made him cringe.
Fucking hell. He was about to get the mother of all lectures, wasn’t he? Okay. He was man enough to go through it. However, the tentative knock on the door, and subsequent entrance of both Hunter and Brayden had him doubting his resolve.
“What’s going on in here?” the giant Black Bear Shifter asked, bending down to retrieve his newborn son and give his mate a gentle nuzzle.
“Elissa,” Hunter’s eyes flashed gold with his Tiger as he kissed his Nari on the lips with so much love and emotion, Lance felt like a damn voyeur.
“Hi,” the Nari softened as she addressed her mate, “Would you two mind the babies? Jess and I are about to school our Lance here in what he needs in his life.”
“Oh?” grinned Hunter, gold eyes flashing at him for a second before returning to his mate. Lance knew without a doubt, he was fucked.
“What might our young Lance here be in need of, my love?”
“I’m thinking he could do with a visit from Gerri Wilder,” Elissa smirked at Lance then gazed mischievously at Hunter.
Oddly enough, along with the healthy tremble of fear that raced through Lance’s veins, came an unexpected flare of anticipation when she mentioned the famous matchmaker.
A mate? For him?
Yessssss.His Tiger hissed and chuffed, scratching his long, thick claws against his skin. Maybe a visit with the infamous Mrs. Wilder was exactly what Lance needed…
