Page 14 of Baby Me


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Aha. They were discussing wedding plans.

“Vows?”

Ciara interrupted. “That part of the ritual is already set.”

“Rings?”

Cage walked in, assessed the best route out and picked Azy up to take her away. “I’ll take care of that. Thanks. If you’ll excuse us, I think my mate is in need of a nap.”

He hugged Azy close to him, cradling her body into his chest. He could give a damn about the wedding. He’d do whatever Azy wanted. But he would not let some ancient ritual come between him and his mate.

“Are you okay, love?”

“I think our lives just got more complicated. We really need to find that ring and get this whole thing over with.” Azy gasped at that last part and covered her mouth. “I didn’t mean, it’s just…I want to be with you forever, Cage. The wedding part isn’t important to me. Only you.”

Cage didn’t need a ring to know Azy was his true soul mate. They rest of the world were the ones who wanted that.

Cage kissed her forehead. “Don’t fret yourself. I feel exactly the same and I have an idea. Trust me?”

“Always.” Azy glanced at the others and back at him. “Any chance that idea involves eloping to Vegas?”

Maybe it should. If he wasn’t worried about her health on the flight across the ocean and most of the American continent, he’d take to the air with her right now.

He couldn’t risk her life or the lives of their unborn children.

The conversation had continued, and he tuned back in just in time to hear that Ciara’s screechy mother had been a companion to a gold dragon.

Strange.

It wasn’t like Cage didn’t know all dragons were total horndogs. He certainly had been before Azy came into his life. But he couldn’t imagine the dragon warrior who would choose to make this bossy woman either a lover or a companion.

He couldn’t think of any gold dragon living in the US then either. They mostly all stuck to Europe.

Must not have lasted, because they weren’t together long if Mrs. Willingham had remarried and had borne Ciara. A puzzle for another day.

“Let’s get out of here and I’ll tell you my plans.” Cage felt the tension slip from Azy’s body. The more of that he could do the better. He wanted to get her back to the relaxed state she’d been in before everyone else started showing up.

“Yes, please,” she said and nodded.

Ciara held up a hand silencing her mother. “Azy, Cage wait. Are you sure you want us to just plan the wedding?”

The two of them gave their response in unison. “Yes.”

Jada snorted. “Like she wasn’t going to anyway.”

She lowered her voice and cupped her hand over the side of her mouth so only Cage and Azy would hear. “I think planning all of our weddings keeps her mind of the lack of her own nuptials.”

She wasn’t quiet enough.

“Ciara, dear. Is that true? Why are you avoiding your own wedding?” Uh-oh. Monster-in-law was about to go ballistic.

Ciara threw her hands up in the air and looked over plaintively at Jakob. “Oh, mother.”

Azy poked Cage in the chest. “Now’s our chance to get away,” she whispered. “Go, go, go.”

Smart lady.

Cage backed away slowly and when they were out of the dining room shifted into his dragon, then cupped Azy in his talons. He flew straight up and out of one of the built-in skylights strategically placed all over the house specifically for that purpose.