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.“I’m sorry, and I love you.I’ll kiss your feet and ass if you give me that,” he blabbered and tried to take the container back as I lifted it out of his hand and smirked.I pulled it away with a laugh and shook my head.A strange look settled over his face and eased back down in his seat.“Wait, if I eat that, what are you going to have for your second dinner?” He wasn’t being a jerk or teasing me.I really did eat two of every meal.“I have a date with the Chef to help taste his experimental recipes.”“You lucky fuck,” Cave whined as I gave in and handed him the container.He’d just taken another bite when his mate smacked him upside the head.“Ouch! Not the date part but because he’s getting Bite My Cookies19more food.This is the bomb,” he said, trying to defend himself as he rubbed the back of his head with his free hand.“Let me taste.” Justice chuckled and opened his mouth, leaning forward and wagging his tongue.“I only share this with you because you’re my mate and I love you,” Cave declared and gave Justice a forkful.“Holy shit!” Justice exclaimed after his bite, his eyes going round as saucers.“That’s fucking awesome.I’d stalk the Chef if I was single.”“And he’s hot.” I giggled, my cheeks heating up from the admission.“I finally met him tonight, and damn, he doesn’t have the body of someone who cooks all day.He must work out or something.” Just thinking about that tight body and those lean muscles was having a direct effect on my libido.“We want some,” Horse said with a pout as he and Bren came by us.“We’re going there tomorrow night for dinner.” I rolled my eyes at his antics.I swear sometimes we all acted like children who wanted to play with any new toy someone else had.“You could always bring home leftovers from your date,” Bren replied with a wink.“If I can,” I hedged, thinking that one over.“I don’t want to make it seem like I just said yes because he’s the Chef.He’s sweet and gorgeous.I wouldn’t feel right if he thought I just wanted his food.” I mean, I did want his food, but that wasn’t all I wanted.“Give him a blow job then get leftovers,” Cave said with his mouth full of food.“Jesus, this duck is awesome.He didn’t create this magically? He’s human?”“Yeah, I wondered the same thing until I met him.When he touched my hand there was no power besides attraction.” They all gave me evil smiles and wiggled their eyebrows at that.Brats.“Anyways, I’m going to go get cleaned up for my date.”20Joyee FlynnI got a few good lucks and well-wishes as I left the media room.It was Horse I heard speaking softly when I got to the doorway.“I wonder if this guy’s food is so enticing to him because he’s Champ’s mate? I mean I can see the food being awesome, but he’s been going there twice a day for a week.”“No, the food really is just that good,” Cave replied with a chuckle.“A Chef would be a perfect mate for Champ though.”“Maybe.I hope the guy is his mate though.Champ seems really smitten with him, and I’ve never seen him like that before.”“True,” Cave conceded.It was true.I never really got excited for a date, even if there was going to be good food.Now I was nervous after overhearing their conversation though.Was Alastar Drake my mate?Shit.What should I wear?Bite My Cookies21Chapter 2I was back in the alley at a quarter after ten, shaking with anticipation and a good dose of fear.I started to walk around front when I noticed the back door to the kitchen was open, and I could hear shouting.“I said no, Marcus! Why can’t you just leave me alone?” Alastar shouted, his voice hitting a higher octave in his distress.“Because I own you,” Marcus snarled.There was a crack of flesh snapping against flesh as if someone had just been slapped, and I didn’t care if it wasn’t my place to interrupt.I wouldn’t let someone as nice as Alastar get beat up, my mate or not.“No dates, Alastar!Kevin told me you’ve got some little twink coming tonight to sample your goods.” I caught the double meaning there, and while I’d hoped there might be some naked fun on the agenda, this asshole made it sound so cheap.“And said twink is here,” I said smoothly, leaning in the doorway as if I didn’t have a care in the world.“I’d tread very lightly the next few moments if you value breathing.Marcus, was it?”“Get the fuck out of here, dickhead,” he growled, turning on me.He was very snarly but he wasn’t a shifter or wolf.I think he was just an angry guy who yelled so much his vocal cords were raw.“The date’s canceled.”“Since the date wasn’t with you—” I gave him the once-over, making it clear I found him lacking.“You don’t get a vote.”“Alastar’s mine!” Wow, was he pissed! There was even a large vein bulging on his forehead
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