Lev
Lev
“Well?” Tor asked, when Drogan and Leah returned. I’d used the bathing room to shower while they were gone and only wore my pants. My feet were bare against the wood floor.
Drogan held Leah’s hand and she looked well pleasured and a bit shell-shocked. My brother nodded and an eerie feeling settled over me. It was as if my life was settling into place. A week ago I was in Sector Two, alone. Now I had two brothers who I respected, a mate, who I ached for, and a child coming.
“Under four months,” Drogan confirmed.
Tor walked over and tugged on Leah’s hair. While he did it gently, her head tilted back so he could kiss her mouth, then gaze at her intently. “This does not mean we will be any less rough with you.”
I approached, placed my hand on her still flat belly. “He is correct.
