LJ’s POV
“She’s as clean as a baby’s bottom,” Giles said with a calm that felt a little disturbing and threw me the file.
“Now that’s a picture we’re going to have a hard time getting out of our head,” we sighed, but took the file anyway. We didn’t open it, however, and just threw it out. If Giles said she was clean, she was clean. And besides... “But it doesn’t matter. She’s our mate!”
Giles coughed out his coffee, sputtering curses and obscenities until he’d gotten over the hot drink that was now spilled all over himself and the desk.
“You mated her?!” he sputtered, waving papers around to dry – or fanning his burned lips and torso. Either way, both were equally entertaining...
“We haven’t mated her yet,” we sighed, despite having the urge to do so every time we had her naked beneat
