“No pinching,” they all said together.
She had to grin.
Wolfe picked up her porridge and she tried to move back into her seat.
“Stay where you are,” Caleb commanded.
“But you need to eat your breakfast.”
“I’ll eat it later.”
“It will get cold. You should eat it now.”
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nbsp; He held her tighter.
“Caleb.”
Aleki snorted. “He’s using you to hide.”
“Hide?” While he wasn’t as muscular as Aleki, he was still a big guy. And she was pretty small in comparison. “Hide what?”
“His erection, I’m guessing,” Wolfe said, frowning down at the porridge. “She made this far too hot. You could have burned yourself.”
She couldn’t believe he’d just said that. Dear. Lord. Help. Her.
“He’s not wrong,” Caleb told her. “Having you sit on my lap is a delicious sort of torture. Getting to taste you, watching you come apart in my arms? Heaven.”
Should she offer to take care of him? Was she being selfish, just taking from him? She still couldn’t believe they’d just done that.
That she’d come in Caleb’s arms, while Aleki kissed her and Wolfe watched.
She’d been with two men in her life. Aleki and William. This was a lot.
“You’ve gone all tense, you’re gonna ruin all our good work. Stop worrying,” Caleb told her. “That’s our job now.”
“That’s kind of impossible.”
“I know a way you can stop worrying,” Aleki said, between mouthfuls of food. “By giving yourself into our care. Remember what we said to you in the car? You could leave the big decisions to us?”
“I remember.”
“You can give us the small ones as well,” Caleb told her. “All you have to do is tell us that you need a break and we’ll take over for you. It might help you find your Little. I bet she’s tucked deep inside you, where you’re protecting her. But you don’t need to keep her safe from us. We’ll do whatever is needed to take care of her.”
“We’d kill to protect her, and you,” Wolfe swore.
She tensed slightly. Some people might just say that not actually meaning it.
Wolfe meant it.
“Nobody is killing for me.”
“No, of course not.” Aleki shot Wolfe a look.
Wolfe stared at her. “You’re scared to trust us.”
“It’s not that I don’t trust you.” Well, she mostly trusted them. There was still a part of her that worried they’d break her heart. “But I don’t know how to let go like that.”