His chest rumbled with laughter, but he didn’t hand it over.
“Seriously. You’re not feeding me in front of everyone. It’s embarrassing. Give me the fork.” I tried to reach for it and he moved his hand.
His chuckled, and I dug my fingers into his sides. “Give me the damned fork.” He dropped it as I hit his ticklish spot. His chuckles turned into full-on belly laughs.
I snatched up the fork, and took a bite. Everyone at the table was watching us.
“You’ve made us a spectacle. I hope you’re happy.”
He nuzzled my neck. “Very happy.”
Claudia quickly looked away, but I caught the hint of sadness in her gaze. I couldn’t help remembering her douchebag fiancé. She obviously wanted what I had. Honestly, I wanted everyone to have what I had.
Okay, so maybe not the whole insane, dark witch after me or the vampire attacks or the werewolves on a power trip, but the mate thing…that was the best.
And the friends weren’t so bad.
All in all, I was lucky. Lucky to be alive. To have the family and friends that I did.
To have Dastien.
War was coming, and until it was here, I planned to enjoy every minute I had with the people I loved the most.