Paris and the Reaper: An MM Urban Fantasy Romance by Layla Reyne

Author:Layla Reyne [Reyne, Layla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Layla Reyne
Published: 2024-10-22T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

It was a good thing Mac’s kitchen was huge because everyone was in it this evening. Some of the team had returned last night, more had trickled in throughout the day, and the remainder were expected back any time now, including Mac and Liam. Rena and the kids were up from the mansion, Jason and Kai were up from the lake where Jason had been recovering, and Mary and Icarus had emerged from the barrel room where a handful of returning pack members had needed medical attention. All in all, a full house, with Cherry and Abernathy—and Jason, especially—making the meal Paris was attempting to prepare a challenge. Mostly the good kind, until Jason conjured up a ball of fire to “put a little char” on the homemade garlic bread Paris had just pulled from the oven, at which point the chef put his foot down.

Paris swatted his friend’s big biceps and hip checked him toward the end of the massive island. “I love you, buddy, but you have got to get out from behind here, or Mac’s not gonna have a mansion to come home to.”

“Aww, come on, Paris,” he whined. “Let me flamethrower it.” He draped his massive body over the back of Paris’s, his long arms dangling over his shoulders, glowing hands palms up in front of them.

“What’s a flamethrower?” Cherry asked from where she sat on the other side of the island beside Kai.

Paris could feel Jason’s grin against his cheek. “Me!”

“Jason!” he, Kai, and Rena all chided . . . to absolutely no avail.

If Mac reminded him of a domestic cat sometimes, then Jason was the epitome of a puppy, one of those big blond breeds that liked to throw itself into walls while endlessly chasing a ball. Good natured, carefree fun until said wall gave way. Or until Jason lit the pot holders on Paris’s hands on fire, and Paris had to fling them to the floor and stomp the flames out.

“Oops,” Jason said, grinning as he unwound from around Paris and stole the charred heel of the bread.

Paris hung his head back on a heavy sigh, dramatics turned up to Icarus levels, and everyone laughed, as he’d intended; the antics were good for lifting spirits, including his own. Food would do the same. He wisely waited until Jason was safely across the room before pulling the bubbling vegetable and cheese lasagna out of the oven. He’d just gotten the pans on the trivets and recovered in foil, holding ready until the rest of the team arrived, when Mary called from the hallway opening. “Hey, Paris, can I borrow you for a second?”

“Sure.” He untied his apron, tossed it on the island, and wagged a finger at Jason as he crossed the room. “No more touching.”

“No promises,” he said with a wink from between a giggling Cherry and Abernathy.

“That’s the trio of trouble right there,” he said to Kai and Rena.

“We’ll keep them in line,” Rena assured him as she slid off her stool and took up kitchen guard duty.

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