How close are you to being done?
“Not
close enough,” Gabe muttered, rubbing his eyes. From the way he kept shifting
positions and adjusting his materials, Aiden could tell he was growing
uncomfortable. Finally, he lay on his side, the papers in front of him, trying
to work on it that way, even as Aiden rolled back over so he could lick Raine’s
ear, the red wolf cracking one eye open to look at him.
Gabe
is drowning in edits,
Aiden thought to him. I think he should take a break and enjoy the sun, but
of course, he won’t listen to me. Said the client wants it done and is getting
on his case about it.
When I
woke up at three this morning to get a snack, he was sitting by the lamp
working on them instead of sleeping in the nest with us, Raine said. He’s been worried about me
not getting enough rest and sleep, and now here he is doing the same thing.
Exactly, Aiden thought. I think he needs a
distraction.
Okay.
And I
have just the thing to get him out of that chair and over here with us, Aiden insisted, growing more excited as the
idea took hold. Recalling the heat and desire in Gabe’s eyes two nights before,
when he’d walked in on Aiden and Raine making out in the pillow nest while
waiting for dinner, he shifted, sitting naked in the grass.
Talking
about getting someone to sit up and take notice, Raine sat staring at him with
his tongue lolling out. He could practically feel Gabe’s eyes on him too; now
if he could just up the ante a little.
“Shift,”
Aiden urged Raine. “I want to kiss you.”
Raine
inched closer, looking Aiden dead in the eye. You mean you want us to tease
him into coming over here.
“Yup.”
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