his jeans down around his thighs, who looked like he’d just had his brain sucked out the end of his cock. Dear heaven, he lost all common sense when he was around Tori.
But then, he needed only to look at the smile on Tori’s lips to know that he’d do it all over again. No regrets.
“You make me crazy,” Baldewin said with a pleased sigh.
This time, Tori hummed as he leaned down and captured Baldewin’s lips in a surprisingly tender kiss. “Is it a good kind of crazy?”
“A very good crazy. With you, I never want to be sane again.”
“I like that.”
So did Baldewin. But as tempting as it was, they needed to at least be a little bit sane for a while. “We should clean up and grab some lunch.”
Tori further surprised him by giving him the most adorable pout, his bottom lip jutting out. “Must we? I’m thinking maybe we escape to my room during lunch and explore some more naked time. We don’t need food.”
Baldewin clenched his teeth against the desire to agree to just that. He didn’t want to be the responsible adult. He really wanted more naked time. Reluctantly, he tucked himself away. “We need food to keep up our strength.”
Tori’s eyes narrowed on him as he also started to straighten his clothes. “Why does this suddenly feel like I’m keeping up my strength for more than just naked time?”
Yes, reality was back, and she was a damn harsh mistress.
“Because Alric would like me to invite you to the private state dinner this evening. It’s nothing too big.”
“Uh-huh,” Tori replied, clearly not believing Baldewin one bit.
“Just Alric, Cameron, Alric’s retainers, Rodrigo—”
“The king of the Ice Dragon Clan,” Tori interjected.
“And his retinue. They were hoping to meet you and talk to you about your clan.”
“Uh-huh. It’s going to take way more than a blowjob to relax me before that dinner,” Tori grumbled.
Grabbing the mage’s hips, Baldewin leaned up on his protesting knees and placed a kiss against Tori’s T-shirt-covered stomach. “Anything you want. Anything to make you happy.”
Tori smiled at him and leaned down for another lingering kiss. “You’re too easy,” he murmured against his damp lips. “Take me to lunch, my fierce dragon. You can warn me about what to expect at dinner.”
If Tori was nervous about the state dinner, he wasn’t showing it yet. He still seemed to be happy about their enjoyable encounter in the greenhouse. They quickly cleaned themselves and the mess that Baldewin had made before heading to the dining hall for lunch. And quite possibly the best part? They held hands the entire way to the dining hall. Maybe Tori was right and he was too easy when it came to the mage, but he didn’t care. With every smile, laugh, and teasing comment, Baldewin’s soul soared. Tori was his. It was only a matter of time before the mage realized they were fated to be together.
Tori really, really wanted to blame Baldewin for this entire state dinner thing he found himself at, but he knew it wasn’t Baldewin’s fault.
And he definitely couldn’t complain about the blowjob that had temporarily distracted him and scrambled his brains. Holy shit, that man’s mouth was amazing. He desperately wanted to discover all the things that Baldewin could do with his tongue, but they couldn’t. Because they were both sitting at a dinner with not one but two kings.
If someone had told him just a few weeks ago that he’d be sitting at this fancy dinner surrounded by dragon royalty and other mages who looked at him like he was someone worthwhile, he would have laughed his ass off. His life had taken an incredibly strange and unexpected turn, but as he squeezed Baldewin’s hand yet again while the next delicious course of food was brought in, Tori couldn’t bring himself to deny that he was enjoying himself just a little bit.
His entire world had become this slightly surreal, strange place. He was part of a clan. A dragon clan. He was valued for his skills with magic. He was paid to work magic. Two kings had invited him to dinner because they valued his opinion. Yeah, that part was definitely a little crazy, and he was still expecting someone to call him out as a total fraud.
But until that happened, he’d just cling to Baldewin and enjoy the food that was placed in front of him.
Baldewin had explained that they were eating in a rarely-used royal dining room reserved for visiting dignitaries and