lips, and he cracked his eyes open to look up at Kody. His hand drifted down to his cock, as if to highlight the piercings. "Don't be jealous, bro. Hellcat loves them."
"Okay!" I snapped, parking my hands on my hips where I stood in the doorway. "That's enough of that."
Steele shot his gaze to me, clearly seeing me there for the first time as his sleep haze faded. "Oops, sorry gorgeous. He started it."
I rolled my eyes, marched across to his pills on the dresser, and measured two out into my hand while Kody threw clothes at his friend.
"Here." I handed the pain meds to Steele as he sat up with a small groan. "Don't even try and tell me you don't need them." I arched a brow at him, silently reminding him of the less-than-gentle exercise from the night before.
He smirked back but took the pills. "Thanks, gorgeous. I could get used to this Florence Nightingale routine, you know?"
Kody groaned. "Stop it, dickhead. Now I'm picturing MK in a slutty nurse costume when we have a stalker package to open downstairs." He looped his arm around my waist, then dipped and flipped me over his shoulder.
I let out a surprised shriek and smacked his ass, but Kody just laughed.
"Babe, come on, let's leave the Tin Man to get dressed in private. Otherwise we will never get this package open, and it already kinda smells bad." He spun around, gave Steele a mocking salute, then carried me out of the room.
He didn't put me down when we reached the stairs, just bounced down them like he was carrying a load of laundry, not a whole, grown person.
"Kody," I huffed, "I can walk."
He smacked my ass, conveniently located beside his head. "I'm aware." When we reached the kitchen, he finally put me down on the countertop beside my espresso machine, and I gave him an unamused glare.
"Happy now?" I asked, sarcastic as fuck.
He clasped my face between his hands, bringing my lips to his for a kiss that completely took my breath away and turned me to putty under his touch.
"Now I am," he replied, his voice husky and dark as he released me. His hands trailed down my arms, then he looped his arms around my waist. "Good morning, babe."
I grinned. I couldn't fucking help myself, everything Kody did made me grin. He was impossible to stay mad at, even when he'd just caveman-carried me out of Steele's room.
"Did Archer tell you we have a date with Demi Timber tonight?" I asked, snaking my own arms around his neck because, damn, I just loved being near him.
Kody nodded, then dipped his face to kiss my neck. "He did. I'm guessing this isn't about your divorce if he knows about it."
A small sigh escaped my chest. "No, I don't imagine so, although she didn't give any details. But I told her not to bother with that... for now."
Kody stiffened with tension, his lips pausing against my neck. "You're staying married to him?" He pulled away a short distance, a frown creasing his brow and his eyes searching mine.
"No," I was quick to reply. "Not... I don't know. No, I'm not. I'm too young to even think about marriage, right? No, I just meant that we have way bigger problems to deal with. The whole divorce thing can be put on hold until after people stop trying to kill us all. Besides, it wouldn't really do much for the fake wedding if anyone found out I was already applying for a divorce."
Crap on a cracker, even I thought I was protesting too hard on that subject, but it was like verbal diarrhea.
He still looked uneasy, but he made a visible effort to clear the frown from his brow as he shrugged. "Yeah, good point. Anyway, I told Dave to keep the package outside this time. He's got it in the security office with Arch right now."
I cringed. I didn’t even remotely want to see what had been delivered, yet I knew we needed to.
"Alright, let's go check it out," I said, hearing Steele coming down the stairs to join us.
Kody reached around my espresso machine and produced my huge travel mug, already full of coffee just the way I liked it. I beamed and took the mug with a happy hum.
Taking a sip, I groaned. Kody's barista skills had definitely improved. "Aww, you do like me," I teased, then licked the edge of my mug as I met his eyes.
He just smirked