“Did you?”
“I did, thank you.” I leaned into him with a smile, my shoulder brushing his chest.
His gaze flickered over me in a thorough reading of my body language. He knew what I wanted, what I gave him permission to do last night. Now it was a question of whether or not he felt comfortable doing it in front of my guys.
My whole upper body burst into flutters when Shadow’s hand came to my waist, a steadying, affectionate touch. He leaned down swiftly, neither rushed or slow, and placed a warm, brief kiss on my lips.
I smiled against his mouth, savoring what I could of him before he straightened up. The guys didn’t need a full-on PDA to know how things had shifted between us. Longer kisses would be better enjoyed in private anyway.
My hand touched his on my waist, fingers lacing through his. “Are you having breakfast with us?”
“Um.” His eyes lifted to meet those of my guys, who now no longer pretended to focus on anything else. “Sure, if that’s all right.”
“Mornin’, big guy.” Jandro scooted back and stood from the chair he was in. “Take my seat. I’m gonna collect some eggs.”
“Thanks.” Shadow moved toward the chair with more hesitation than he did when he kissed me. His eyes darted everywhere, looking for signs of how to behave.
Next to him, Reaper leaned over the maps and documents on the table with a mug of steaming coffee in hand. “Mornin’,” he grunted, as though it were any other day. “Shadow, you want to come with me on a tour of the new development with the governor today?”
“Ah, sure.” He found an empty mug and began pouring coffee into it. “I mean, yes, Reaper.”
“It’s a request, not an order." Reaper leaned back in his chair, setting his coffee mug on his knee. “You don’t have to if you have something more pressing, but Vance seems keen on showing us this new area he’s developing. And I think he’s curious about the injured hero of Four Corners.”
Shadow bristled at being called a hero, and I couldn’t help from running a hand along his upper back, where Blakeworth’s arrows came too close to killing him, and down his arm as I took a seat next to him.
“I’ll go. I don’t have anything else going on.” His fingers clasped mine briefly before letting go.
“What are your plans today, sugar?” Reaper lifted his mug to his lips as his gaze settled on me.
“I was thinking of checking out the hospital.” I reached for a pastry from the basket in the center of the table. “See if the head doctor has time to give me a tour, or if I can lend my services in any way.”
“On that note,” Gunner leaned back in his chair next to me, placing one of his feet in my lap, “how do you feel about driving there?”
“Drive?” I nearly choked on my Danish. “You mean, your bike?”
“Not mine, but one of the little dirt bikes.” He snatched an apple from the basket and tossed it in the air with a grin. “It’s about time you learn, baby girl. I’ll have Jandro check them over and get you the most reliable one.”
I swallowed the lump in my throat nervously. “You’ll be there with me?”
“Course I will.” He poked his toes into my side. “I’ll be in your bitch seat. A little roll reversal, how about that?”
Reaper snorted. “Of all of us most likely to be in a bitch seat.”
“You’re just sour you didn’t get her ass first.” Gunner took a loud bite out of his apple, pointedly ignoring my glare. Holy shit, could he not drop details of our sex life out on the breakfast table? In front of Shadow, no less? We just started making out, he did not need to know who had my ass first.
“It’s too fucking early for this,” I groaned, shoving Gunner’s foot out of my lap. “I’m getting a shower first.”
He laughed and leaned over to smack a kiss on my cheek. “I’ll let Jandro know what we need.”
I finished wolfing down my pastry and coffee, then returned my hand to Shadow’s shoulder as I stood. He was like a magnet, I just could not stop touching him. He watched me curiously, only slightly shorter than me standing even while he was sitting down.
“You guys have fun with the governor today.” My touch slid up his shoulder, fingertips brushing along his neck and cheek.
“We will.” His arm came around my waist in a