Page 17 of My Pleasure

Excitedly, he took out his phone. “What’s your number?”

She gave him her number and watched as his large fingers flew across the tiny screen.

He texted her both of his parents’ phone numbers and contact information. “I gave them your number, in case they need to reach out to us.” He then stood, with her in his arms. “The guys will love you!” He took one step forward. “I can’t wait for you to meet Meryn, she’s the Unit Commander’s mate. She’s adorable, though the guys call her Menace.”

“Hunter, I can walk,” she said wiggling.

“Why would you have to?”

“Oh, my Goddess, you’re serious.”

“Remember my love, I have been training to be your mate for centuries. That includes physical prowess.”

He looked down at her wide-eyed expression and felt a sense of triumph as she began to blush furiously again.

Chapter Three

When they arrived at the Nu estate she insisted on walking in. She pressed her hands to her cheeks. He must never know of all the scandalous things she was thinking of on the way over. After all, she was a witch, not a nun.

Hunter opened the door for her and they walked in. He immediately led her into a bright, light filled kitchen where multiple people were talking at once.

Hunter cleared his throat. “Guys, I’d like to introduce my mate, Kiera Sorrel.”

She laughed nervously and gave a little wave. “Hello.”

“So, what’s wrong with the kids?” a small woman asked from the counter high bar area.

“Excuse me?” she asked.

The woman blinked. “Hunter said they avoided him like the plague, so I was wondering if they were okay.”

“So, you just assumed something was wrong with them and not Hunter?” Kiera asked.

The woman grinned. “Have you met Hunter?”

Kiera really didn’t have anything to say to that. She eyed her mate. “I see your point.”

Hunter was frowning. “What?”

“My name is Meryn McKenzie. That one is mine, his name is Aiden. He’s also a bear, so I know exactly how amazing they are.”

Both Hunter, and Aiden who was sitting next to Meryn, straightened.

Meryn continued. “Absolute marshmallows, but vampires have better muscle definition and the long legs of the fae give them better asses.”

“Meryn!” the man growled.

“What? This is all scientific.”

“How so?” Aiden demanded.

“No one has ever done an amanatomical study comparing the different physiques of paranormals before.”

“You mean anatomical?” Aiden asked.

“That’s what I said.”

“How are your comparisons useful?” Meryn’s mate demanded.