***WARNING: This chapter contains some offensive language. Read at your own discretion.***
Cy and I were in the kitchen. It was Sunday, and though we planned to have a double date with Jax and Fin later today, that wasn't until dinner. At the moment, it was noon. Both of our stomachs had protested while we were wandering through the surrounding woods, which had cut our walk short. I'd placed my baby on the center island, as per usual. Currently, I was struggling to slice tomatoes while Cy watched with an amused smirk on his face,
"You know, those rom-coms got it right. Having a man who can cook is a bit of a turn-on."
I raised a brow while I made my movements more exaggerated,
"Does this turn you on? Are you not entertained, love?"
I'd moved on to constructing the sandwich as exaggeratedly as possible while he struggled to hold back a giggle,
"Oh, most definitely. It's especially hot when you make the slices crooked before smashing the rest of the tomato.""It's my secret weapon, baby. That's how I keep you interested."
He snorted and picked up the sandwich I'd just finished, taking a bite. I started to build another for myself when unfamiliar scents hit my nose. Cy and I turned towards the entryway simultaneously with curious eyes, though it was harder to read on my baby's stoic face. Aerin walked in with a blonde-haired Alpha and a silver-haired Beta. Neither of them was much younger than Aerin, which meant somewhere in the mid-hundreds, though they didn't look a day over 35. The both of us nodded towards them. As we did so, a young female Alpha suddenly stepped around them. She looked bored and was about to say something to the older Alpha until she looked towards Cy and I. She made eye contact with me and smiled flirtatiously. Oh boy. I finished up my sandwich construction as Aerin began to speak,
"Ah, just the two I was looking for. This is Alpha Jamie, his Beta and mate Mark, and their daughter Sarah. They're here to discuss a treaty with us. I was wondering if you could keep their daughter company 'til the meeting's finished."
Cyrus tensed beside me briefly before looking away and going back to eating his sandwich. I glanced towards the girl, who was doing her damnedest to get my attention, and swallowed a sigh before caressing my baby's thigh,
"Sure, as long as the meeting's done by 7. Cyrus and I have plans."
"It shouldn't take that long. 4 hours at the most."
I hummed in response and Aerin nodded before leading the Alpha and Beta towards my Dad's office. The girl circled the counter 'til she was at the left end. She twirled her long blonde hair around her finger as she used the countertop to push up and accentuate her chest. Cyrus ignored her entire existence, finding the backsplash behind the stove opposite him to be incredibly interesting. I glanced at his eyes and saw that despite his blank face, he found the girl's flirtatious actions irritating. Picking up my sandwich, I repositioned myself with my back against the piece of counter between my baby's legs. He let out a quick purr before finishing up his sandwich."So, why aren't you sitting in the meeting? Are you not in line as the next Alpha?"
The question was innocent enough and kept this grouping as casual as possible. She sighed,
"I am, but I just didn't feel like sitting in a meeting today. What about you, handsome?"
Cyrus growled quietly at the wording of the question. This girl was playing with fire, and my patience was wearing thin,
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