KAIA
The silence that follows my words could kill small animals.
Three pairs of eyes lock on me, and suddenly I regret opening my big mouth. Caius’s stare is sharp, Maddox looks like he’s about to enjoy a front-row seat at the Kaia Roast Show, and Ronan… Ronan just looks like he wants to walk out the door and pretend none of this exists.
But nope. Too late now. I’d said it.
And of course, Maddox is the first to speak.
He leans his hip against the counter, towel dangling from his hand, a smirk tugging at his mouth like this is some casual after-dinner chat.
“And I guess,” he drawls, “that discussion is supposed to start after claiming season. Moreover, we need to prepare her mentally and emotionally which I've been doing for a while now.”
Claiming. Season.
The words smack into me li
