Faye’s voice cut through his conversation. “Grant? Are you with me? I can tell your dragon is on board from your flashing eyes. Hurry before bombs start dropping from the sky or some other such rubbish and your dragon loses his mind.”
His beast growled. I wouldn’t lose my mind.
Grant gave one last look at Finn. His clan leader made a shooing motion. “You’ve earned it, lad. Go. We can handle the clan for a week or two. I’ll even try to calm down the MacKenzies when they learn their youngest is being defiled.”
“Finn,” Grant and Faye growled in unison.
Finn chuckled. “I promise to phrase it more delicately.” His face sobered. “Go. You two deserve some downtime because we all know it won’t last long. Our clan has a penchant for attracting trouble.”
His dragon nearly yelled inside his mind. Stop resisting. You want Faye as much as me. Let’s go before another catastrophe needs our attention.
Grant stood and moved to Faye’s side. After taking her hand, he said to Finn, “Thank you.”
“Don’t go getting all soft on me, McFarland. We had our chat about what would happen if you hurt my cousin. I hope you remember it.”
“Finn, mind your own bloody business,” Faye growled.
Not wanting to waste any more time, especially since Faye and Finn could go at it for a while once they started an argument, Grant tugged Faye to the door. “We’ll let you know when we finish.”
Without another word, he took them out of Finn’s office and toward the exit of central command. He was overly aware of Faye’s warm hand in his. If his heart thudded any harder, he swore it might explode.
Still, despite his dragon’s impatience and Grant’s instinct urging him to whisk Faye into a corner and take her, there was one choice he wanted to give her, to prove what he meant about working together always. The instant they exited the building, he whispered, “Do you want to go to your place or mine?”
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Faye’s heart pounded inside her chest. After so many hours and days of anticipation and wondering, she was finally going to kiss Grant McFarland and initiate the frenzy.
Her dragon was oddly silent on the subject, but Faye now knew why. If Grant’s dragon couldn’t handle hers, her beast would be miserable. Faye said gently, It will work out.
We shall see.
Faye almost didn’t catch Grant’s question. “Do you want to go to your place or mine?”
Her dragon spoke up. I like that he asked.
Faye smiled up at Grant, determined to lighten the situation for the both of them. She didn’t want her first memory of being with Grant to be filled with anxiety. “That depends. Can you see the floor in your cottage? Or is it strewn about with clothes, dirty dishes, and bits of food?”
“Not all males live in a tip.”
“Are you sure about that? Fraser would live in a rubbish heap if he didn’t have someone reminding him to do laundry and wash dishes.”
Grant grunted. “I assure you I’m not your brother.”
She winked. “And I’m quite happy about that fact.”
Some of the tension around Grant’s jaw eased. “Can you just make a decision, Faye? There’s a fork up here and we live on opposite ends of it.”
“Not for long.”
“Faye.”
While she had never been inside Grant’s cottage, she knew where it was. “Mine. It’s a bit bigger and we’ll need the space eventually.”
Faye might be casually mentioning how they’d have a child soon enough, it wasn’t driving her to hives the way it once did.
Grant bobbed his head. “Aye, good point. Besides, your place is new and we’ve been spending our time there already. I like that nearly all of your memories there will be of us together.”
“If you’re trying to butter me up to get into my pants, there’s no need. I’m a sure thing at this point.”