Stripping His Armor by Mia West

Author:Mia West [West, Mia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-21T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Lach drew a fingertip down Vince’s cheekbone. “People will wonder where we are.”

Vince hummed. “No, they won’t. They think we’re boyfriends.”

“Sørensen will wonder.”

“Sørensen can wait.”

“That’s very sanguine.”

“The word you want is sated.”

They lay in the bed, legs tangled. Lach couldn’t keep his hands to himself, but Vince didn’t seem to mind. “He ran past the window earlier.”

“Sørensen?”

“Aye.”

“Shifted, I hope?”

“Well, he was howling.”

“Was not. And that’s not an indicator for him.”

Lach edged closer. “What about dolphins? Do they howl?”

Vince opened his eyes, and one side of his mouth tipped up. “I think you know they do.”

“Mine does,” he growled and pulled Vince against him. They kissed for long minutes. Maybe hours. The earth could circle the sun several times, for all he cared. He was quite occupied. Vince’s body against his, his hands on Lach’s back, on his arse… He racked his mind, trying to remember the longest winter storm he’d experienced in this house, and then reprimanded the same mind for wandering. Shameful carelessness.

Vince pulled back and watched his fingers, which were toying with Lach’s chest hair. “You’ve got a couple grays here.”

“Your pillow talk needs work, Ito.”

Vince grinned. “I like silver. Your dad has nice hair.” He looked up and met Lach’s gaze. “It made me wonder what you’ll look like in twenty years. Or thirty.”

Lach’s belly did some very unwise loop-de-loops at that. “Bald probably,” he deflected, “from job stress.”

“Wolf shifter project lead?” Vince nodded. “Yeah, that dude’s a nightmare.”

“Nah, not him. It’s this other bloke. Likes to order me about. Won’t let me wear a stitch of clothing.”

“What a dick.”

“Indeed.” Lach reached down to stroke Vince’s cock.

Vince huffed softly but then brought Lach’s hand back up and held it. “We could come at this sideways, but I’d rather just ask. Do you want to try again? To be together?”

“Sounds like a recipe for disaster,” he said, even as his heart went willingly into a tailspin.

“I know.”

That was his forthright fellow. Lach squeezed his fingers. “I do want to try again. Do you?”

“I do. But a slow start, maybe. So we can rebuild right.”

“Aye.”

“Aye,” Vince teased.

“C’mere, California,” he drawled. “Yer accent’s appalling.”

They kissed some more, and this time he stayed in the moment as it stretched and curled. Vince filled his senses, but he still couldn’t get enough. The man felt so good against him, and now they were going to face the world together again. He’d fought himself over wanting that. Hard to believe Vince had wanted it too.

When they came up for air, Lach studied him. Of a sudden, he wondered what little secrets Vince had. Not big ones but wee harmless ones he’d simply never gotten around to learning. He found he wanted to know all sorts of things about Vince. Funny things. Serious things. Things that might embarrass him but shouldn’t.

“Why did you never tell me?”

“About what?”

“About this thing you’ve got for King Arthur.”

“I already said. I thought you’d laugh.”

“Right. You did.” He thought for a moment. “I guess I wonder why it’s important to you.

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