Chapter 64

Perrin

“We need food,” she had said, after an hour or so lounging in silence. She was right. Of course, Lo was always right… especially when it came to food. We ordered room service, too consumed by the onslaught of emotions we had shared over the last few hours.

About twenty minutes later, Dina brought up an overwhelming breakfast tray, filled with everything we could dream of. Steaming eggs. Bacon. Waffles. Strawberries and blueberries and toast with fresh jam. And the largest van of steaming coffee I had ever seen. Accompanied by a large carton of cream, of course. Chilled in a pitcher on ice, crisp and cold, just like Lo liked it.

“Decaf, Perrin?” Dina grinned at me with a questioning smile. “Too much natural adrenaline, eh?”

I grinned back, happy to be the excuse Lo needed as she was only going to be able to drink decaf until she gave birth. Dina’s all-too-knowing wink at me and my bare chest was all the embarrassment I could handle at the moment, however.

Lo practically squeale