A Forever Series Box Set: A Paranormal Reverse Harem-(Book 1-5)

“What?” I ask, bringing my attention back to him.

“Don’t do it. You are just asking for trouble,” he grumbles.

We reach a frantic Jenna, who has come to find us with a handful of security guards.

“There you are,” she says with relief, passing me the phone she has in a death grip. “We were just coming to find you.”

It's CK. “Why has your jet not taken off from JFK yet?” he snaps before I can even say hello.

Err, stalk much?

“Devon and I got sidetracked, it’s no biggie. We’re on our way back there now,” I snap back.

“Sidetracked how?” he asks suspiciously.

“It’s nothing for you to concern yourself with. We’re fine,” I say getting irritated.

He grunts a response and I add, “I’ll call you when we land in L.A., okay?”

“Fine.” He hangs up in a temper.

Great, I sigh, a moody ancient Vampire to deal with isn’t on my to-do list today. Suddenly remembering Devon’s comment about Cole, I ask, “What’s up with him?” gesturing towards the jet.

“He knows how to get himself in a mood, all right,” comes the reply.

“Don’t provoke him, Dev. You know he’s still getting used to all of this. He’s trying.” I motion my hand in a big circle.

“I’m not provoking him,” he says innocently.

I huff at him as we embark.

Devon checks his phone, while I go and sit next to Cole, taking his hand in mine. He smiles at me; any sign of the mood Devon spoke of, is gone. He is simply happy that I’m touching him.

“You have Days of the Week underwear?” I murmur to him.

He lets out a loud guffaw. “When I was a kid, yeah, who didn’t?” He stops his laughter and looks at me seriously as he realizes what he has said.

“I didn’t even have underwear,” I retort with a laugh of my own.

“Me either,” Devon snorts. “And my breeches had holes in them. You could see my ass from a mile away.”

The laughter resounds around the aircraft. “Lucky you have a sexy arse then,” I say with a lusty gaze at him.

Cole raises his eyebrow at Devon, who indulges him and stands up to turn around.

“Ha,” Cole laughs. “I can see that some might say it’s sexy.”

Devon splutters with indignation and sits. “Some?” he asks, mock-wounded.

“Jesus,” Cole says, shaking his head. “It’s still…” He makes a mind-blowing gesture with his hands, then he brings them up to stroke my face. I can smell his blood and my fangs

drop unexpectedly. “Hungry?” he asks with a chuckle.

“Famished,” I say, before I grab his wrist and sink my fangs into him. Flicking his eyes from me to Devon, he squirms uncomfortably. I know it's because I have never fed from him with someone watching before. Sated, I release him and kiss him softly.

“That was awkward,” he mumbles.

I giggle and say, “You’ll have to get used to it, my love.”