Aiding the Dragon (Stonefire Dragons 7)
The urge to punch Killian coursed through his body, but Teagan’s voice prevented him from doing something stupid. “Now, now, boys. I think you are going to train together tomorrow. I can’t afford any in-fighting for the next few weeks.”
Aaron felt about ten years old. Teagan was trying to keep her clan together, and he was throwing a fit. “There’s no need for special training. I’ll be nice if he is.”
Killian looked between Teagan and Aaron. “Is there something going on between you two? Because if so, I need to know so I can prepare for the repercussions.”
Teagan rolled her eyes. “If me having Aaron in my cottage to cook for me causes a scandal, I’ll handle it. Speaking of which”—she took out a key and tossed it at Aaron—“get started on supper whilst I finish up here.”
Killian scowled. “Teagan—”
“Just stop, Killian. I need my head Protector right now, not my brother.”
Before coming to Glenlough, Aaron would’ve made a crack and flipped off Killian. But not wanting to create unnecessary work for T
eagan, he merely headed for the door. “Don’t be too late because I’m going to eat with or without you.”
“Then let’s hope another spy doesn’t show up at our front gates or you might have to start a delivery service. Killian might need some food, too. You wouldn’t want us to starve and lose focus, now would you?”
He could feel Killian’s eyes on him, but Aaron ignored him. “That wasn’t part of our terms. If you want an extra portion, then it’s going to cost extra.”
Her pupils flashed. He wondered if her dragon was thinking of ways to tip him.
Killian’s deep voice garnered his attention. “I’m fine. We have lots to discuss, Teagan. Send your cook on his way.”
Aaron did meet Killian’s gaze then. Unfortunately the bastard’s expression was neutral so he couldn’t tell if Killian was planning how to murder him or not.
Teagan waved toward the door. “I’ll update you if I’m going to be late.”
Not giving Killian a chance to speak again, Aaron exited the room and strode briskly down the hall. His dragon spoke up. Make something light. I want to spend most of the time naked and inside her.
Patience, dragon. I’d rather she unload her day and come to bed relaxed and curious.
His beast huffed. But it’s our turn. I want her hands and mouth on our cock.
The image of Teagan’s hot lips brushing the tip of his dick flashed into his mind. Stop it. I’m not about to spend the next two or three hours with a hard-on.
It’ll motivate you to see things my way.
His response was to toss his beast into a mental prison. While his dragon thumped and attempted to escape, it held.
Maybe this way he could actually talk with Teagan over dinner. If he focused on her, then he wouldn’t have to talk about himself. He’d revealed more than enough the night before.
Besides, he’d noticed the tightness around her eyes. Something had happened and he wanted to know what.
Chapter Twelve
A little over an hour later, Teagan smiled and answered questions from every clan member she passed on the way home. For good reason, everyone was concerned and full of questions about her announcement the other night.
So when her cottage’s glowing windows finally came into view, she let out a sigh of relief. A few more steps and she’d be inside her sanctuary.
Her dragon spoke up. And what about Aaron? He will be waiting, too.
Before Teagan could wonder what Aaron might do to her once she was naked again, the voice of Colm MacDermot boomed behind her. “Teagan, there you are. I was wondering if I’d catch you on your way home.”
So close and yet so far.
Pasting a smile on her face and standing up taller, she turned. “What did you need, Colm?”
“I was hoping we could discuss some of the historical documents I found about the leadership challenges.” He raised his arm holding a cloth bag. “I figured we could make it a working dinner date.”