Faye spoke to everyone in the room. “If there are any other details, no matter how small, now is the time to tell us.” When all three shook their heads, she tapped the table. “Right, then let’s break up and go about our tasks. But if you think or learn of anything, make sure to tell us.”
Everyone stood. Cat whispered something in Faye’s ear before leaving with a smile. Once they were alone, Grant asked Faye, “What did she tell you?”
Faye raised an eyebrow. “Your super dragon-shifter hearing didn’t pick it up?”
“Now is not the time, Faye.”
She stuck out her tongue. “A little levity between onerous tasks never killed anyone.” When Grant merely raised his brows, she sighed. “Okay. She just wants to meet up for a meal soon and chat. It’s called having a friend.”
“I know what it is. I have friends.”
“Someone is a bit touchy.” She searched his eyes. “Is it your dragon?”
His beast jumped in. Yes, it’s me. Taking a shower with Faye was a bad idea. I want her. She should be ours.
Grant took a deep breath before replying, “Aye, a bit. Let’s just focus on getting this all sorted so we can finally let our dragons free.”
Faye placed a hand on his chest and his dragon roared. He should push her away, but he wanted to savor the heat of her touch for as long as possible. Her voice was low as she said, “We’re nearly there, Grant. We just need to talk with the doctors, reach out to the other clans to check for any suspicious packages near the water, and determine if there’s a mole in the DDA’s security team. That should be easy peasy.”
He snorted. “I have a feeling most others would disagree with you.”
She tilted her head. “They might, but you wouldn’t. You’re my equal, Grant. So if I can deal with it all and handle my grumpy dragon, so can you.”
“Isn’t yours still in denial?”
“That makes my case worse. Consider yourself lucky yours is so straightforward.”
His beast huffed. I will get the truth from her beast soon enough. She won’t be able to resist my charms and stamina.
Right, because stamina is what a female dragon treasures above everything else.
Many do. You clearly don’t understand female dragons.
Faye’s voice garnered his attention. “I would ask, but at the exasperation in your eyes, I think I’m better off not knowing.”
“Clever lass.” He kissed her nose and lingered for a few seconds longer than he should’ve. Only when his dragon started thrashing did he move away. “That will have to satisfy him for now.”
That only made it worse, his beast huffed.
Faye smiled. “Why, you’re being romantic again. I like this side of you.”
He pulled her tighter against his body. As every curve pressed against him, his dragon growled in warning that it was a bad idea, but Grant ignored him. Her heat and scent only reminded him of what he was fighting for. “Good, because I plan to woo you for the rest of my life, lass.”
She grinned. “I do love you, Grant McFarland, quirks and all.”
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The words slipped from Faye’s mouth before she could stop them. Growing up with so many males in the house, Faye knew they spooked easily if feelings were revealed too early. Had she just bollixed things up? Grant didn’t exactly wear feelings on his sleeve like her family did.
Her beast sighed. Why do you worry so much? If he’s not ready, he’s not. He’s not going to toss you away.
You are not being helpful.
I’m being honest. In my opinion, that is the best kind of help.
Grant brushed her hair away from her cheek. His touch left a tingling sensation in its wake.
She noticed the corner of his mouth ticked up and Faye tried to focus on his words. “I like how you think I’m the one with quirks.”