didn’t intrigue me. I’d just never tried it before.
Whoever had shopped for the items had also picked up kits for making soap, candles, jewelry, and even all the basics I’d need for painting canvas. Not that I had any artistic talent. I had no idea how to even start using any of the stuff, but I had to admit, Beast had ensured I’d have something to do. He’d even had Forge drop off a box of books, a combination of romance and mystery.
“Now I just need someone to talk to other than myself,” I said, looking around the empty house. My dad and grandfather had left three days ago. Ever since, Beast had holed up at the clubhouse trying to do his part to track down Tony and find the women who’d been auctioned. Which left me completely alone.
I turned on the radio so the house wouldn’t be so quiet, then I decided to read the soap and candle instructions. If nothing else, I could make some for gifts for my family and set them aside for birthdays or Christmas. Unless I was terrible at crafting. I knew how to defend myself, with my body or weapons. And thanks to Wire and Lavender, I knew my way around a computer. Math had always come easy to me, but things like this? Being creative? I was stepping outside my comfort zone.
It looked like they’d bought everything I’d need for making glycerin soap bars. I melted the cubes, then played around with colors, adding decorative pieces to the insides, and tried out every mold they’d bought me. Hours had passed before I realized the sun had set and I hadn’t eaten since breakfast.
I heard the front door slam and a heavy tread coming my way.
“Tink?” Beast called out.
“In the kitchen.”
He came through the doorway and halted, staring at the mess I’d made. “I see you found a use for some of the stuff I had Iggy drop by the house. We won’t need soap for a while.”
I shrugged a shoulder. “I got carried away trying it all out. I think I’ll get some sort of paper to wrap them in? Or maybe small boxes.”
He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Did you have fun?”
“Yeah, surprisingly I did. I’ve never really done this sort of thing, but once I started I didn’t want to stop. Maybe I can find a place to store stuff as I make it? I thought I might put a bunch of soap and candles aside for presents over the upcoming year.”
“Or sell them at the local craft fair,” he said, picking up one of the first sets I’d made with an indigo color. “Charlotte liked that sort of thing. She couldn’t make any of it herself, but she’d run off to every fair that came to town. I think there’s quite a few over the year.”
“That could be fun,” I said, thinking it over. I’d never been to anything like that before. Then again, until today, I hadn’t known I was capable of making something like soap.
“Since your stuff has exploded all over the kitchen counters and table, I guess this means we’re ordering dinner out.”
“Or…” I leaned my hip against the counter. “Your clubhouse has a kitchen and I know you have burgers and stuff. Why don’t we go over there and eat tonight? It will almost be like going out to a restaurant. If it was a place with naked women and sex.”
He pinched the bridge of his nose. “I know you grew up around a club, but Tink, I’m not sure I want to take you to the clubhouse when my brothers are partying with the club whores.”
“I’ll wear my property cut,” I said.
“And if one of the girls decides to put her hands on me?” he asked.
“Then the bitch better be ready for a lesson in manners. I don’t share. For that matter, just so we’re perfectly clear, my dad has been faithful to my mom all these years and I expect the same from you. The moment your dick accidently slips into someone else, you’d better learn to sleep with one eye open because I’ll be biding my time for revenge.”
He growled soft and low. “Fuck but you’re sexy when you get all bloodthirsty. Like a damn Valkyrie.”
I shoved his chest to get him to back up a bit. “You’re not right in the head.”
He grinned. “Yeah, but you like me just the way I am. If I were all