I still don’t see how Hawke hadn’t punched him in the face.
“Don’t,” I snarled.
Anaki just smiled and sat down in the giant La-Z-Boy rocker. He cocked his blonde hair to the side and gave a wink. “Bear, whatever do you mean?”
“Don’t give me your shit.”
He gasped. “I would never give you any of my shit. Now, it’s my turn to hold her. Please let me. You are hogging her.” Anaki held his hands out, ready to cradle her in his arms.
“She’s not a fucking baby. She’s my mate!”
“Funny… you hold her like a baby. Let me hold her. I’m sitting in a rocking chair. That way, you can go get some work done around the house. I am great at this domestication shit.” He fluttered his lashes. “I can even burp her if you want.”
“She’s not a baby!” I stood up from my seat and hovered over him. My mate poked her head out through the blanket and yawned.
“OhmygoshshesocutecanIholdhernow?!” Anaki squealed and held his hands up to his face.
Nadia held her hands to her ears and winced. I glared at Anaki, and he leaned back into his seat.
“Shit, sorry.” He covered his mouth.
“Her ears are still sensitive, you asshole.” I sat back down on the couch and grabbed Nadia’s glasses from the table, handing them to her. She put them on and blinked several times until she saw Anaki sitting on the chair. She gave a small wave. “Do you remember Anaki? He brought you a grilled cheese sandwich and—”
“Cake, I brought you that chocolate cake you didn’t eat.” Anaki frowned and leaned on the arm of the chair.
“She was full. She ate all that damn food, and her stomach could only take so much, don’t make her feel bad,” I snapped at him.
Nadia nodded frantically.
Anaki moved his eyes, assessing us both. “It isn’t because you don’t like chocolate, is it? Because women who dislike chocolate are dangerous. They think differently. They are a different breed of woman. They are like Scorpios or some shit like that—women I cannot handle.”
My mate’s eyes widened, and she shook her head again. She pulled on my shirt and whispered. “I like chocolate.”
Anaki pulled out a Hershey’s Kisses from the front of his club vest pocket. “Prove it.” He tossed it towards her. She caught it with ease and unwrapped it.
“What the fuck are you doing? She doesn’t need to—”
Nadia unwrapped the chocolate and shoved it into her mouth. She gave a pretty little moan and a thumbs up, showing Anaki how much she approved of the candy.
Oh hell. That moan.
“Okay, I believe you.” Anaki sat back in his chair. “But you will eat some dessert tonight. It has chocolate, and a lot of it, just to be sure you aren’t faking it. I only gave you a little.”
I rubbed my hand down my face.Why the fuck does he have to be here? He is too damn much sometimes.
“Bear makes me hot chocolate when we sit on the porch swing in the evenings,” my mate whispered. She looked at me as if wanting approval.
I grabbed her hand and placed a gentle kiss on her wrist. I’d make her all the hot chocolate she wanted.
Anaki grunted and stuck out his lip. “Bear, you never makemehot chocolate.”
So much for the damn moment.
“You are a grown adult, Anaki. You can make your own damn hot chocolate.”
“She’s an adult too, not unless you guys are into age play and you treat her as a baby. No kink shaming. But I wanna play too, so I can get my hot chocolate.”
I leaned my head back on the couch. “Fucking goddess above, why are you testing my patience?”
