Adam’s POV
I heard the feint yell from upstairs and smiled, Dublin c*****g his head to the side and frowning at me. “Tell me ya didnt bring tha birdy back with ya.” Dublin shook his head in disappointment as I continued to smile.
“I couldn’t very well have left her. She happens to be my fated mate.” I heard him choke on his coffee when I said it, spitting the brown liquid all over my nice jasper tiled kitchen. “You’re cleaning that up.” I pointed to his mess as he continued to sputter and eventually having him begin to laugh.
“Ain’t no fuckin’ way! You?! What am I gonna call ya? Yer Majesty? Mi Lord?” He cackled for a good solid minute or two before I threw a towel at his face and got him to finally stop.
“Nah, I’ll still be doing the same damn thing. She is adamant to break off the wh
