Free Watching Out For Fangs (The Cloverleah Pack Book 7) by Lisa Oliver Page B

need to eat regularly to keep him sustained, and although Vadim hadn’t eaten regular food for about a week, he figured he could cook something for them both. He tried to wriggle out of the tangle of arms and legs that seemed to have evolved naturally through the night but Josh seemed reluctant to let him go, even in sleep. Finally Vadim grabbed the pillow he’s been laying on and pressed it into Josh’s arms, his lips involuntarily pulling up as his shifter immediately buried his nose in Vadim’s scent and kept on sleeping.
    Vadim was still smiling when he eased out of bed, grabbing a towel to snag around his hips. He was going to have to get in touch with his mother and or Ivan, his butler and get some clothes sent to him. While he was only a bit taller than Josh, he was a lot broader across the shoulders and he figured anything Josh might have for him to wear would be a tight fit.
    That might not be a good idea . While the coven probably realized he was gone by now – surely one of the guards would have noticed – Vadim didn’t want the coven’s attention brought back to Cloverleah. His mother would have guessed where he had gone, and could probably send him some things, but he didn’t trust his butler as far as he could throw him. Maybe he could get one of the Fae to zap him something to wear until he had time to get some cash and sort out some banking. Given his dislike of people and crowded situations, he had become a master at online shopping. Of course it would help if he knew his new address.
    Making his way to the bathroom, Vadim took care of his needs, ignoring his morning wood as he always did. While he wasn’t averse to the idea of sex with the stunning man still asleep in the bed they had shared, he knew Josh was going to want to claim him, and that would mean doing something he hadn’t done for centuries – bottom. Given his age and status in the vampire world, most men he had been with had been happy to be on the receiving end of things. Vadim preferred it that way because it allowed him to make a getaway when he needed to. Giving up control was something else he would have to add to the list of things that were going to change in his life. Sometimes. Maybe. At least long enough for a claiming bite, he reassured himself. It wasn’t as though he needed to make a habit of it.
    The ever present feeling of dread and anxiety that had been part of his physiology for so long was missing though and Vadim caught himself actually humming as he pulled together a simple fry up in Josh’s kitchen. Although he shunned people as a rule, Vadim did have staff to feed his blood donors so he very rarely got to cook for himself. While he still liked the foods from his home country, Vadim could whip up a mean bacon and eggs and as there were plenty of both in the small fridge, Vadim got to work. His research on wolf shifters had mentioned that they ate a lot, probably because of the energy it took to shift. Vadim made a mental note to get in some steak too – Josh’s blood had been delicious but had a few vital proteins missing – evidence that his mate hadn’t been eating properly. Vadim’s grin got wider at the thought of the things he could do to increase his young wolf’s appetite.
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    The ringing of his cell phone was the first thing Josh registered as he was pulled from sleep. His missing mate was the second and for a moment his heart plummeted. But then his nose caught the scent of frying food and he smirked. Who knew the uptight vampire could cook? The phone rang again and Josh’s stomach tightened – it was his mother’s ring tone. Knowing there was no point in ignoring the call, Josh reached over, and snapped up the offending instrument, hitting the screen a bit harder than he should have done to accept the call. Luckily, or not depending on how you looked at it, the screen didn’t break.
    “What took you so long to answer? What if something had happened to one of your sisters or to me?