Chapter 8
Kane awoke to Arden yelling, “I’m back. Done with all my babysitting, so stop your fun. Mum and Dad said they could hear you from their house.”
Faith pulled the cover over her head and whispered, “Please tell me he’s joking.”
Kane chuckled and kissed her forehead. “Yes, I think.”
She smacked him on the chest.
Kane tickled her, pulling the covers off. “Come on, princess, the real world calls.”
She crawled out of bed, pulling jeans and a singlet on. He shoved on jeans of his own, then picked her up and took her to the kitchen where he sat her down next to her brother who started talking before he even let his hand fall away.
“Hey sis, Arden took me to the shops. I got lots of things. He said it was better if I went with him so I didn’t get stuck with you two lovebirds.”
Faith smiled, walked over, and kissed Arden’s cheek. “Thanks for taking him. I love you for it.”
Kane growled. “Hey, no kissing anyone but me.”
“I’m starving. What are we going to do for dinner? I would cook, but there’s nothing in the fridge or cupboards until I shop.” Faith glared at Kane whilst she said that.
Arden came to his rescue. “Well, you’re going to love me even more because amongst all that, I bought Indian food.”
She kissed Arden’s cheek again. “Oh, you’re so right, I love you a thousand times more now.”
She sorted through the bags until she found what she was looking for. “Dish me out some while I put all Bengie’s new stuff in the washing machine. Come on, Bengie, tell me all about your day while they heat and dish out.”
As soon as she was out of hearing distance Arden asked, “Did you get to talk to Faith? I gave you plenty of time to talk, not do the nasty the whole time.”
“We talked.”
Arden raised his eyebrow.
“Well, I was going to talk, but she attacked me this morning.”
Arden raised his eyebrow again.
“What! Don’t look at me like that.” Memories of earlier assaulted him as he groaned. “She did attack me. I tried to fight her, but she’s evil.”
Arden laughed. “You’re a grown man who’s scared to talk to his five foot nothing woman. You’re a doctor for Christ’s sake. What do you do at work when one of the nurses come up to you batting her eyelashes and pouts to get you to do something?”
Kane ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. “Trust me, if she only did that maybe I could have resisted her, but with her in heat and her being my mate I...”
“She’s in what?”
Kane swore. Fuck, he hadn’t wanted Arden to know. “Yeah, she went into heat, but don’t say anything yet. I haven’t had a chance to tell her. I don’t know how she will react and…”
Faith walked back into hearing distance. Kane glanced at Arden, silently pleading for him to keep quiet. His brother gave a slight nod as an answer. Thinking he was in the clear, at least for now, Kane relaxed.
Halfway through dinner Arden asked, “Faith, what are you going to do about your friend coming to see you in what…five days?”
Faith choked on her food. “Shit, with everything that’s been going on I forgot. We’re just good friends. I’m sure when I tell him what has happened he’ll understand. I’m not the only reason he’s coming.” Kane was ready to rip the guy apart, so he almost missed when Faith whispered softly, “It’s not like we had sex or anything.”
This time Arden choked on his food.
Kane smiled until Bengie piped up. “Arden said you have to go back to work. Who’s going to take care of Faith then?”
Kane was about to answer when Faith glared at him.
“I can take care of you and myself. I don’t need a babysitter.” She rolled her eyes as she said the last bit. “Don’t worry, Bengie, I’m going to be busy tomorrow looking for a job and practicing controlling my visions.”
Kane tried not to frown. He didn’t like her holding off her visions. He knew for a fact she got bad migraines when she tried to do that. He forced a smile. “Princess, you don’t have to hold off your visions. I know that gives you migraines. And I earn plenty of money. Why don’t you just stay home and help the pack?”
“I love my job, and I want to work.”
“I prefer that you didn’t. Actually, I insist you not work right now. It’s too dangerous, and it’s not necessary.”
Arden groaned, deliberately kicking Kane under the table, but it was too late. Faith gave him a death stare.
“I can do what, Dr. Wolfen? Stay home, be a good little mate, help the pack, live off your plenty of money, really.” The last word was screeched.