Darien
I WAS PLEASANTLY surprised to find that Pauley had grabbed my favorite yoga pants (seriously, I owned six pairs and I didn’t even do yoga), so I pulled those on along with a shelf cami and another one of Mack’s T-shirts, just because I loved his sll on . He pulled on a loose pair of jeans and a T-shirt and we headed downstairs. A little bark and a fluff of white ca running toward and I knelt down to catch Barney in my lap. "Hey, little doggle. How’s my boy?"
I swear sotis this dog acted like I was a soldier coming back from war, because he would wrap his paws around my neck and lick , holding on for dear life if I didn’t forcibly remove him. I couldn’t stop a giggle as he growled at when I stood up. "What? I’m here. I’m not going anywhere."
Bark.
"I missed you too, buddy."
"I fed him," Pauley said, and headed toward , pulling in for a gentle hug. "How are you feeling?"
"Better. Thanks for taking care of Barney."
"It’s all good, honey."
"Sit down, Darien, and I’ll find breakfast," Mack said.
"I put on a pot of coffee," Pauley piped in. "Don’t know if I did it right, but it should be almost done."
"Thanks, babe."
Mack waited until I sat on one of the sofas before he made his way to the kitchen. Barney jumped up next to and laid his head on my lap.
"I may have misjudged him," Pauley admitted as she sat next to .
I smiled. "He loves ."
"Yeah, I see that, honey."
"I love him more."
"Well, that might be debatable." Pauley giggled. "He’s been a ss. Booker had to drag him out of the room more than once in order for him to eat. I stayed with you while he forced down so food and then rushed right back to your side."
"Don’t tell that," I whispered. "I’m horny as hell and he won’t do anything about it. Hearing how sweet he is even when I’m not in my right mind only makes it worse."
Pauley giggled. "I see your priorities are set."
"Is this normal?"
"To be horny when you’re madly in love with soone who’s good to you?"
I nodded.
She grinned. "No."
"Really?"
"No. It’s really special, honey. Don’t let him go."
I blushed. "I have no intention of ever letting him get away... again."
"He didn’t get away before, Dare. Rember that."
"I will."
Mack set a cup of coffee on the side table and handed a piece of peanut butter toast. "If you feel good and are still hungry, I’ll make you an olet."
I smiled up at him. "Thanks, honey."
He leaned down and kissed gently. "You’re welco."
I sipped my coffee and sighed. "You make the best coffee."
"Flattery will get you everywhere." He walked back toward the kitchen. "Can I get you anything, Pauley?"
"I’d love one of those coffees, please," she said.
"You got it."
"The locksmith called," Pauley said as she stroked Barney. "The locks are changed, move in can happen anyti."
"Aweso. Mack wants Knight to put in a security system." I took another bite of toast and felt my headache ebb.
"Yeah. Knight went over today. I gave him a key, I hope that’s okay."
"Definitely." I squeezed her hand. "Thank you for doing all this."
"I can’t say I’ve hated being here."
"Oh, really?" I raised an eyebrow. "What’s his na?"
"What? Why does there have to be a guy?" Mack returned and handed Pauley a mug. She took a sip and sighed. "Damn, you really do make a great cup of coffee."
Mack grinned. "Shorty taught ."
I gasped. "Oh, so his na is Shorty."
"Suck it. Both of you," Pauley retorted, rose to her feet. "I’m going to grab so toast. Can I get anyone anything?"
"Nope," Mack said. "Shorty can show you where everything is."
"I might still maim you."
On that note, Pauley sauntered out of the room and Mack took her spot. "How’s your head?"
"It’s good, honey." I settled my head in my palm. "I’m glad I didn’t take the oxy."
"You’re going to later, though."
"I am?"
He nodded. "Yeah. You need to sleep."
"Ohmigod, Mack." I rolled my eyes. "I’ve been asleep for two days."
He slid his hand to my neck. "And you’ll sleep so more."
Before I could make a witty retort, Knight walked into the room and smiled. "Hey, Darien. You look better."
"Yes, I’m good. Thanks." I gave Mack a snarky look and he grinned before rising to his feet.
"What ya got?" he asked Knight.
"Install can happen tomorrow. I’ll write everything up."
"Can I see the estimate?" I asked. "I need to find out if I have the budget."
Mack narrowed his eyes. "It’s covered, Darien."
"I’m sorry?"
"We’ll talk about it later."
"Logan," I said, this ti my voice had a bite of warning.
"Thanks, brother."
"No problem." Knight walked away and Mack sat back down beside .
"You are not paying for my security system," I said.
"Babe, I’m gonna be living there at so point, so yeah, I am paying for the security system."
I choked down a sip of coffee. "Excuse ?"
He smiled his sexy shit-eating grin.
"Logan, Pauley’s moving in with . You are not."
"That’s actually changed."
"What?" I squeaked.
"She’s movin’ into my place and I’m movin’ in with you."
"Pauley!" I bellowed.
Pauley ca out of the kitchen and into my line of sight, a tall, blond guy behind her, and she glanced between and Mack and then frowned. "You told her?"
Mack just shrugged.
"You’ve discussed this?" I snapped.
"Yes, but no decisions have been made," Pauley rushed to say. "Right, Mack?"
He shrugged again.
I scowled and set my coffee cup aside. "Ohmigod, I can’t believe you two."
"Nothing’s been decided, Dare."
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