Genevieve felt like she and Lincoln had been playing a game all day. A game of flirting with each other, and it was driving her a bit crazy. After dinner, he took her back up to his apartment, and she'd learned about his job. He'd set up his work schedule on her phone so she would always know when he was working and when he wasn't.
He also told her he wanted her to move in whenever she wanted to. "I'd prefer you here, but I'm not going to rush you into it either. Especially since I work mostly evenings."
"But you wouldn't mind me being here when you come home?" she asked.
He smiled. "No, I wouldn't mind that at all." He took her into his closet. "You can have all of this room over here," he said, indicating one side of his closet.
"Okay." It would take her forever to fill up that side, but then she supposed she had forever. Her gaze darted to his side, and she noticed the suits he had hanging up. What would he look like in a suit? Hot? She'd imagine so. Lincoln would probably look hot in anything.
'And naked,' Jules supplied.
'Pervert,' Gen retorted.
'Like you're not thinking the same thing,' Jules told her.
She wasn't wrong.
Lincoln also gave her a key to his apartment, which surprised her. "I want you to be able to come and go as you please. This is your apartment too now."
She'd spent so much time flirting with him, while they'd spent time chatting over different things. They'd spent time in his chair, her seated on his lap, and of course they'd spent a great deal of time making out, something that was becoming her favorite pastime.
But finally, she knew she needed to go. "I need to go get ready for the ceremony."
Lincoln nodded. "I'll come down to get you when it's time. Is that okay?"
Gen smiled. "Yeah, that's fine." She leaned in and kissed him again, a searing kiss that she didn't want to end.
Finally, Linc broke it off and pulled her off of his lap. "Go, before I end up making you cum again on my lap."
Her lips parted. "Would you?"
He laughed. "You want another one?"
She swallowed hard. "You make it sound like you're handing out candy."
He smirked. "Before the days out, Gen. I'll give you another orgasm," he promised. "Now go get ready. I'll text you before I come down. After this ceremony, I'll be able to mind link you."
"That I'm excited about," she said with a smile. She dropped another brief kiss on his lips, then turned and left his apartment, heading down to her own. She slipped inside and headed down the hall towards her bedroom. The door for her mother's bedroom opened and she stepped out.
Melissa had on a pair of jeans, and a long-sleeved turtleneck with a puffy vest. "Oh good. You're back. I wasn't sure if you were going to be back before the ceremony."
"I came back to get ready," Gen told her as she stepped into her closet to look through her clothes. She had a vague idea of what she wanted to wear.
"How is Lincoln treating you?" Melissa asked her.
"He's really sweet, Mom," Gen told her as she grabbed what she wanted to wear and walked back out.
"How sure are you about this?"
Gen looked up at her mom in surprise. "He's my mate. We have a connection. I know I haven't ever been in a relationship with a guy before, and this is super new, but I just feel completely comfortable around him. Which is weird, because I'm not around any other guy here."
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The Chef's Sick Mate (Book 17 of the Regal Eclipse Pack Series)
WerewolfThis book contains spoilers for the other books in the Regal Eclipse Pack Series, especially Books 14 - 16.