Once Mated Twice Shy(33)

“Oh. I almost hung up.” A surprised Lettie giggled and Jordan smiled. “I’m going to stay late but I’ll be home by bedtime.” Jordan growled. “Jordan, it is overtime and we need the money.”

“I know.” He murmured. “Are you going to eat?”

“I’ll get something. I love you.” She said and she was gone.

“Damn it!” He hissed. Jordan finished his hole and handed the shovel to one of Nelly’s grandsons. Her idea of getting something was a bag of peanuts. Jordan walked up to the house. Aimee’s pups were doing their best to haul a deer up to hang and drain. Jordan took the rope in his hands and pulled. The doe went up effortlessly. Two of them got busy with the carcass. “Tie the rear hooves Bobby.” Jordan said to one of the younger pups. “Now hand me the end of the rope there.” Jordan took the piece of rope in his hands and threw the loose end over another branch then hauled the second deer up. Aimee watched with interest but kept her distance. He and Lettie were both marked and Aimee had Lucas. Jordan helped the last team of pups hang their deer then went inside. He heard Aimee explaining how and where to cut.

Jordan checked the freezer once inside. He found deer steak already butchered. He fixed dinner and wrapped it up in a plastic box for her. She would get something. She would get dinner. If she had to work overtime, it was the least that he could do. Jordan climbed into the truck and headed to the store. He waved at a couple of pups headed to the river with their fishing poles along the way. He hoped they had luck and brought in a batch of catfish. Jordan parked outside of the store and carried the boxes inside.

“Hi Jordan.” Mister Thompson called from the office.

“Mister Thompson, how are you?” The old man nodded. “I brought her dinner, is it okay if she takes a break?” Jordan grinned proud of himself when he saw respect in the old man’s eyes.

“Of course. I’ll have her meet you in the break room.” Jordan waved and headed to the back while Mister Thompson made the announcement over the speakers for Lettie to go to the break room. Jordan quickly laid out dinner complete with drinks and waited. She came in a few minutes later and smiled.

“What are you doing here?” Jordan stood and pulled her into an embrace. “I missed you.” She murmured.

“Me too. I brought dinner. Mister Thompson said you could have a break.” Lettie sat down on the plastic chair beside him and opened the box. “It’s venison steak.” She nodded and took a bite.

“Oh wow! What is that smell?” Aiden drifted in on the scent of Jordan’s cooking.

“Jordan brought me dinner. Are you hungry?” Aiden nodded his head vigorously and Jordan laughed. “Sit.” Jordan shoved his still covered box toward Aiden.

“Are you sure Sir?” Aiden suddenly looked worried.

“I have more at home. Eat. Are you working overtime too?” Aiden nodded stuffing meat in his mouth. “Aiden are you starving, when did you last eat?” Jordan asked. Was his pack starving to death or what? Aiden grinned.

“I had a bowl of cereal for breakfast. That was around five this morning Sir.” Jordan nodded.

“You guys need to eat. You’re wolves. You’re working long hours and you aren’t taking care of yourself.” Jordan admonished them. Both nodded but neither looked up. Jordan watched his mate eat. He was glad that he’d brought her food. She worked too hard, relaxed too little, and didn’t eat often enough to suit him. Aiden glanced at the tea in the quart container that Jordan brought, Jordan slid it across the table. “Go on.”

“Thank you Sir.” Jordan rested his arm on the back of Lettie’s chair and she leaned toward him and kissed his cheek.

“Thanks for being so sweet.” She murmured. Jordan grinned wolfishly at her and winked.

“You’ll be sweet to me later.” She waggled her eyebrows and bit her lip. “And now you’ll have the strength to.” Aiden wiped his mouth.

“I better get back to work. Thanks again Sir.” He hustled out of the room giving them some privacy.

“I think we scared him off.” Lettie picked up a piece of meat with her fingers and put it in his mouth. Jordan sucked her fingers when he took the meat from her. “Behave.” She giggled. He buried his face in her neck and kissed her. “Oh…Don’t do that…” Jordan nibbled her earlobe and tasted the hollow behind her ear. “Jordan, I have to work.”

“I know.” He murmured tasting her throat. “I want you to think about what you’re missing while you work all of this overtime and by the time you get home I think you’ll be extra sweet.” He chuckled. Humid puffs of air tickled her neck.