Mated to My Killer

Chapter 15

I walk downstairs. I wonder who my new guard is.

I have extreme doubts that Griffin would leave me alone with Roman, again.

I'm beyond shocked when I see Griffin is still here.

"What are you doing here?" I say.

"Well, I can see where I'm not wanted." He says, pouting a lip.

I kiss him lightly.

"No, just surprised is all. Why aren't you doing Alpha business?"

"I've decided that the only person who can actually protect you is me."

"I can handle myself just fine."

"Maybe, but what about when you're not expecting it?"

With no warning, he wraps his thick arms around me and tickles me mercilessly.

"No! Stop!"

"What's in for me?" He asks, greedily. 

"I'll make you breakfast." I cry out.

His fingers instantly freeze.

"Will you make me-"

"Yes, I will make you bacon. Jeez, guys are their fucking bacon."

I walk past him and smirk as his hand lightly taps my ass.

I click on the oven and lay on some bacon.

"Eggs?" I ask.

"That'd be great, babe."

"Babe?" I ask with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yeah, the nickname fits."

I slide a couple of pieces of bacon onto a plate, and replace them on the oven with more slices.

Out of the corner of my eyes I notice Griffin reaching for one.

"No, sir! You will not eat my bacon until it has cooled down."

"I'm sure it'll be fine."

His hand throws it directly into his mouth.

"Damn." He coughs, "That shit is hot."

"Told you so."

"When will it be ready?"

"After I eat it all." I say with a wink, grabbing a piece for myself.