a personal chef, the girls and I would have dragged your butt in here months ago..." she teased earning her a swat on the ass.
"Smart-ass, now go, do some work. Dan is itching to bury his head in that stuff," Anthony nodded to Dan and Isaac, laughed when he turned to see Dan already pulling out the papers.
"What?" Dan laughed. "All right, you got me. I love this kind of work."
Isaac moaned and sat down at the table after he held the chair for Lacey. "I'm in so much trouble."
For the next hour, they sorted each piece of paper Lacey had found from plane trash to something they needed to check on. To say he was impressed with her reasoning and skills would be an understatement.
"Okay, clear the table for now. Food is ready." Anthony took the pile of papers in front of Lacey and replaced them with her plate, but she tried to grab onto the papers again and Anthony shook his head. "After you eat. They'll be right here." He laid the stack on the counter and grabbed two more plates. "Dan, move them."
Dan laughed and nodded, putting his stack next to hers while Isaac just set his on the ground near his feet and took a deep breath. "This smells wonderful, Anthony."
Hearing Lacey moan, he looked over at her, his cock swelling. "Do not do that. Those moans should be for other things," he growled and she laughed.
With another bite of steak in her mouth, Lacey pointed at him. "Get used to it. You'll hear the moan's when I have my coffee in the morning too." She winked at him. "But don't worry baby, I'll make sure to make my moan extra special for you if I ever get any." Lacey mumbled the last part when she took another bite.
"There are steps we must take, Lacey," Isaac said and immediately regretted it.
"Steps! What am I a robot or something? Damn it Isaac, you three have me so strung up I'm ready to scream. Process, steps please," she grumbled and looked up as Abby came into the kitchen.
"I thought you said you didn't need any help?" Once more the little cat slapped her hand over her mouth and Lacey laughed so hard she fell out of her chair.
"Little kitty, you're going to say too much and someone is going to spank that cute butt of yours," Lan leaned down and whispered in her ear as Ramiro and Cedric trailed him into the room.
Abby spun around and hissed. "Anyone touching my ass will feel my claws sinking into their balls. Stupid warrior men, I swear, just because they are big, they think they can get away with anything." Abby stomped over to the fridge and opened it. "Don't you know the saying here in the United States? The bigger they are, the harder they fall. So watch it, stud."
Before he knew what was going on, Lacey was standing at Abby's back snarling at Lan. "Back off."
Her sister turned slowly and placed her hand on Lacey's shoulder. "Lacey, I'm fine and these three thugs aren't going to hurt me. Think of them like little cubs, a pain but they need my protection, it seems. Now tell me, is there any of that steak left, because it smells divine."
“ There is one more steak in the pan over there. Abby, help yourself. Lacey get your ass back in that chair and finish that food," Anthony glared at her and she blew him what he'd learned was a raspberry with her tongue.
"I'll eat. There is no reason to get snippy," she slid back in her chair and started to eat, but watched Lan's every movement.
Isaac leaned over and yanked on a piece of her hair. "Relax. They’re her men. They'd rather die than allow anything to happen to her. Now finish up. We have work to do and I have plans for you."
"Please, more steps? Why can't we just get this bonding thing over with so I can have some sex?" she grumbled.
He narrowed his gaze on her and sniffed the air around her. "Lacey, when do you go into your heat cycle?" he asked, looking up at Abby when she gasped and ran to the calendar hanging on the inside of the door.
"Shit, Lacey, two days! And you’re not the only one. We have both Eden and Opal going into theirs’ next week,"