“I like him.”
He growled low. “How do you like him?”
He was jealous. “I think he’s a wonderful friend who loves you very much.” She slid her hands up to his hair, playing with the strands. “You know you’re the only male I want. I understand what a mate is and the level of commitment that goes with it. You are it for me. No one is sexier than you. He totally doesn’t appeal to me in that way, okay? Everyone pales in comparison to you.”
He relaxed. “Sorry.”
“I know you can’t help it. It’s one of the many things I love about you. I don’t expect or want you to tone down who you are. Be one hundred percent yourself. Am I clear?”
“I won’t be easy to live with sometimes. Mates are crazy.” The look on his face was almost comical.
“They are, huh? Tell me why you think that.”
“They are sex-starved for their mates all the time. Males are prepared to draw blood if other males even glance at their females. They need their females’ scent all over them and can’t stand it when it fades. Most of the mated males always use at least one of their work breaks to go visit their female to hug and rub up against them.” He sighed loudly. “I know I’ll do that. I am already addicted to how good you smell.”
It was hard to smother a laugh. He melted her heart. “Lots of sex and touching doesn’t sound so bad to me.”
“That’s true.” He brightened, his gaze lowering to the gown the hospital had put her in. “That’s not very attractive. I should take it off you.”
She clung to his hand. “Not here. I want to wait until we’re alone so no one will barge in. There’s never any privacy in these places.”
He moved fast, using that Species agility, to sweep her into his arms, snagging the blanket as he lifted her off the bed. “I’m taking you home.”
“To your place?” She hooked her good arm around his neck.
“To ours. You’re my mate, sweetness.” His tone deepened into a sexy growl. “You live with me now and share my bed.”
Her belly quivered and she couldn’t wait to see his home. Ours, she corrected. He carried her down the corridor into reception. Paul was playing video games at one of the computers at the desk. Trisha was at another one flipping through a folder. Harley had hopped up onto the counter to perch on the edge of it. Three pairs of eyes turned their way.
“I’m taking my mate home. I’ll keep her in bed, Trisha.”
The doctor sighed, dropping the folder. “She’s suffered moderate blood loss but I know better than to even try to dissuade you from holding off on sex for a few days. I know you’ll take excellent care of her. Make sure she gets plenty of sleep, food, and fluids when you’re not keeping her otherwise occupied. And feed her first. She still hasn’t eaten and it appears she’ll need her strength. There shouldn’t be much pain, mostly soreness, but I’ll send over a mild pain reliever for later, just in case.” She picked up the receiver of the phone. “I’ll call Slade and tell him you want the mate paperwork right away.”
“It can wait for a few days. I don’t want anyone disturbing us.”
Harley jumped down. “Not even me? We’re brothers and you’re banning me from coming to your house?”
Moon frowned.
“I’m kidding.” Harley grinned. “Bond with your mate. I’ll make sure your work shifts are covered and don’t worry about a thing. I’ll even make you both dinner and drop it off around six o’clock every night so you won’t have to cook. I’ll leave it on the porch.”
“Thank you.”
“Consider it a mating gift.” Harley winked at Joy. “Be good to him.”
“I promise. I will be.”
Harley stepped closer to the double doors, triggering the sensor that slid them apart. Moon carried her outside to a Jeep and carefully tucked the blanket around her legs. He even put on her belt.
“I could do that.”
“You have a mate. I like to do things for you. You’re mine to care for.”
She appreciated the special treatment. “I can think of a few things I’d like to do for you.”
He rounded the Jeep, grinning. “Good things?”
“Yes. You’ll have to be naked though. Will that be a problem?”
He laughed. “No. Hang on, sweetness. I can’t wait to get you home.”
He drove slowly though, almost as if he were afraid of jostling her around too much.
“Joy?”
“Yes?”
“What about your job? Your home? Will you resent giving them up for me?” His tone was tense. “I’m almost afraid to ask about your family. Will they be unhappy that you live here with me?”