Arabella’s voice cut in. “Finn, leave it alone. You need to convince your cousin not to corrupt his children. You know the newest MacKenzie twins will corrupt our own babies, and I definitely don’t need three mini-Finns or Frasers running around.”
“But we’re the most lovable, Ara. Not to mention entertaining,” Finn answered with a wink.
Fergus grunted. “I say it’s more like a string of never-ending headaches. Don’t worry, Ara. I’ll help keep your triplets as uncorrupted as possible. I’m sure wee Jamie will help keep them all in line, too.”
Fraser rubbed his hands together. “You just made it a challenge, brother. And I’m out to win.” He gestured to the sleeping baby in Gina’s arms. “That includes corrupting Mac-squared.”
“Don’t call my son that ridiculous nickname,” Fergus growled.
Fraser shrugged. “Hey, you and Gina gave him the surname of MacDonald-MacKenzie. It’s your own fault.”
As Fraser and Fergus continued to argue, Ross whispered into Lorna’s ear, “How much longer until dinner’s ready?”
“Really? You’re thinking with your stomach right now?”
His voice dropped an octave, which made her shiver. “No, Lorna. The sooner you feed everyone, the sooner you can kick them out. I want you all to myself.”
“Oh,” Lorna said as her cheeks flushed with heat.
“You’d better work on that flush of yours. While I love seeing the color on your cheeks, your children will tease you.”
Turning her head, Lorna met Ross’s gaze. “You know what? Now that we’ve talked with them, and they know what’s going on, I don’t care. How about we give them a show?”
Ross wrapped his arms around her waist and murmured, “I like your way of thinking, woman.”
Impatient, Lorna took Ross’s lips in a kiss and pulled him close. Lorna was vaguely aware of whistles and comments, but she ignored them. Ross had passed the initial test with her children, and she was impatient for what came next.
Her dragon hummed. Yes, yes. Kick them out now.
Not yet.
She was going to say more, but Ross growled and heat spread throughout her body.
Her beast spoke up again. Send everyone away. I want him.
Lorna agreed with her dragon. Lorna was going to serve dinner as quickly as possible and send everyone packing. It was time to claim her new male.
~~~
Nearly two hours later, Ross placed the last bit of leftovers into the fridge and shut the door with a flourish.
He turned around to see Lorna leaning against the counter, watching him. Her pupils flashed to slits and back. He grinned. “Is your dragon burning for ol’ Ross Anderson?”
She raised her brows. “Wouldn’t you like to know.”
Closing the distance between them, Ross pulled Lorna up against him. The softness of her body made him hard. With Lorna, he wouldn’t need any pills to do the deed.
He nipped her earlobe and whispered, “I know one way to get the information out of you.” He worried her flesh again before adding, “Of course, it involves you naked on a bed.”
; “Ross,” Lorna said in a breathy whisper.
“Don’t tell me you’re shy about this, love. Because I’m not.”
Lorna pulled back to meet his gaze. The heat he saw there eased some of his worry.
The dragonwoman tilted her head. “Not shy, exactly. But it’s been awhile. I may need you to remind me of a few things.”