Then as we chuckled, both knowing how righthe was, he drifted off, still holding us tight.
Clearly he’d won.
We were here to stay.
Chapter 19
Keegan
“If you’re going to wake me up this early,you don’t get to stay up all night watching movies.”
Oops.
I froze but still got hard, ofcourse—because when Niall growled out orders like that, it was fucking sexy.
Unfortunately, he was only that growly andgruff when he didn’t have enough coffee.
“It was either move or pee on you, and thatwas on the list of things you didn’t want me to do.” I was being honest, but hegroaned dramatically and rolled close to the edge of the bed so I could wiggleout from between them.
They were wonderful cuddle buddies whenthey slept, but escaping was hard.
Julian didn’t help Niall’s grumpy mood. Hegiggled like a kid and reached out to tickle me as I scooted down the bed.“Hey, no no no, that’s…”
Finally escaping, I ran into the bathroomas he laughed and Niall groaned again.
He was so dramatic.
But my dramatic Dom was sitting up in bedby the time I came back. Since he wasn’t frowning nearly as much anymore, Ihopped on the end of the bed then threw myself on them. “Whose turn is it tofeed me?”
Julian was clearly more of a morning personbecause he laughed again and pointed to Niall before my poor drama Dom evenprocessed the question.
But he lost that battle so I wiggled closerto him, pressing my face against his chest. “Can you make me pancakes? Julianlikes pancakes too.”
Niall huffed, but it wasn’t a no. “I don’tunderstand the pancakes. Breakfast is not dinner. He eats them at odd times.”
Julian tried to casually ease himself outof the bed. “I’ll figure something out. You two cuddle.”
It almost worked, and it would’ve been verybelievable, but he blushed when I winked at him and that actually managed toset off Niall’s nonexistent radar when it came to Julian’s submissive side.“Why are you…what?”
He finally turned to me as Julian startedto escape out the bedroom door. “What is he doing and why is he blushing?”
I gave him a very goodI’m not sure Ican tell youexpression before calling out to Julian. “Are yousafewording?”
He groaned so loud it echoed up the stairs.“I’ll get you, brat.”
That was not a safeword.
Sitting up, I straddled Niall’s lap andgave him a quick kiss. “He likes junk food when he’s feeling nervous or justsubmissive in general.”
It took Niall several seconds to connectthe dots. When it finally hit him, he looked at the door with wide eyes like hewas still seeing Julian and then turned back to me. “The diner. He picked outthis diner place for dinner when we were first sitting down to talk about you,and he wanted pancakes.”
He blinked and swallowed before his brainkept going. “And last week when we went out to dinner, he made us stop by theice cream place for that god-awful concoction of ice cream and cereal piecesinstead of having something nice at the restaurant.”
I got another round of silence beforethings clicked into place again.
“Those were times when he was feelingsubmissive or at the very least wasn’t confident about what we were doing.”Niall’s expression turned studious as he watched my face. “Right?”
Bingo.
