Chapter 17
Two months later
“Keep your eyes closed, no peeking,” Keva said, holding Dagen’s hand tightly as they stepped into his oversized dining room. If they ever wanted to, they could feed a small army in here.
“I don’t like surprises,” he growled, sounding surprisingly surly.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes,” he said after a pause. “I just learned something new about myself.”
“Well I think you’ll like this surprise. Now open your eyes.”
She watched his reaction as his eyes opened and his gaze landed on the centerpiece she’d added.
His eyes widened slightly, then flickered to his dragon for a moment before a brilliant smile lit up his face. And she loved it when he really, truly smiled. It took her breath away every single time.
“You like it?”
“I love it.”
“I’m starting a new line at work and I’m calling it my Sentinel Series.” Which she’d very clearly based on him. The huge, glittering centerpiece in the middle of the table was a smaller replica of Dagen in dragon form. It had taken her two months to complete and she’d had to do it in secret because her very sweet, extremely protective dragon was always around. “The line will have sculptures like this as well as jewelry. It will be a limited line.” She held up her wrist to show him the charm bracelet she’d finished.
“Is that a dragon carrying a bag of pastries?” he asked, laughing, as he looked at one of the charms.
“Yep. I’m pretty sure I fell in love with you when you brought me those pastries, so I thought it was only appropriate.”
He went still before he brushed his mouth over hers. “I don’t get tired of hearing you say that.”
“Good, because I’ll never get tired of saying it.” Ever since they’d officially mated, she felt even more connected to him, completely linked in every way. Being mated to an actual dragon was definitely something to get used to, and she loved every second of it. She wasn’t ready to have kids for a good long time, and thankfully he wasn’t ready either. He said he wanted a few more years alone with her because he was selfish. Well apparently she was selfish too, because she wanted him all to herself for a while as well.
“And check this out—I call them the Twisted Sisters,” she said, referring to the two intertwined dragons. Mira and Prima, the Twisted Sisters, as she’d heard Arya call them more than once, often in exasperation.
Dagen smirked. “Have they seen it yet?”
“Oh yeah. They think it’s hilarious.”
He shook his head. “You are incredible. And I have no doubt this new line will be a success as well.”
“Well it is nice to have a built-in dragon clientele. Pretty much guarantees I’ve got some buyers lined up already.”
Laughing lightly, he pulled her into his arms and kissed her soundly this time. Since they’d mated he didn’t light up rooms anymore, and while she missed his fire, she loved the feel of his hard body underneath her fingertips and knowing this male was hers for the rest of her days.