Page 48 of Ancient Promises
Dillon and Novak joined them.
“That’s really full of books, huh?” Dillon asked.
“Yep,” Eivross said. “Well, books and shelves. I don’t hoard anything but books.”
“I think my son might be part dragon. He buys comic books by the pound.”
Eivross’s eyes lit up. “He does? Hold on.”
He strode to the storage container and bent, grasping the handle and lifting. The door didn’t move for a long moment, and then it screeched in the rails as he lifted it.
“What’s he up to?” Dillon asked.
“I’m not sure.”
As Eivross disappeared into the storage unit, Diem turned to the males.
“Everything good with Eivross leaving the security team?”
“Oh sure,” Dillon said. “He offered to scout over the territory on the full moons when our people get together to shift and hunt.”
“That’s very cool.”
Eivross walked out of the storage unit carrying a small stack of books. When he neared them, she realized they were comic books in plastic sleeves.
“What’s your son’s name?” Eivross asked as he came to a stop in front of them.
“Kevin,” Dillon said.
“Give these to him for me. And tell him he can come over and look through my storage unit at the comics I have anytime. I don’t have a big collection, just the ones that piqued my interest.”
Dillon’s eyes went wide as he accepted the books. “Holy crap, man, thank you so much. Kevin will be thrilled. What do I owe you?”
Eivross put his arm around Diem. “Not a thing.”
“What? No, let me pay you something.”
He hummed and glanced down at Diem. She smiled up at him encouragingly. “We could go on a double date sometime with you and Mona, that would be payment enough. I read in one of the books in my hoard that having couple friends was a good thing,” Eivross said.
“Mona would love that,” Dillon said. He patted the top comic. “And sincerely, thank you so much. We’ll set something up soon.”
“Sounds good,” Diem said.
Dillon smiled gratefully and walked away, leaving her and Eivross alone at the back of the bookstore with his treasure in a slightly damaged storage unit.
“Well, should we get started?” she asked, taking a step toward the unit so they could begin unloading the books and taking them up to the apartment.
“Hold up there, sweetheart,” he said, lifting her into his arms.
She giggled and grabbed his shoulders, holding herself close. “I thought you wanted to get the books out of the unit.”
“I do,” he said as he walked toward the outside stairs. “But it can wait. The important thing is that I’ve got my favorite treasure right here in my arms.”
“You’ve got the best ideas.”
She snuggled against him, resting her head on his shoulder as he carried her easily up the stairs and into the apartment.
He was right. Everything could wait until they were done enjoying each other. She didn’t care what happened outside of the apartment. She was with her mate.