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No?

Harden shook his head. He’ll be busy. I will introduce you to someone in the village or perhaps someone at the Unita Clutch?

I hear Abe makes an empowering stew, and Seth bakes…

There you go. Tyr will be so busy that he’ll be grumpy. Sloan will too.

And you?

I’m always grumpy.

Ha!

Melissa clocked him on the chin, and he damn near bit his tongue. “Sorry, sweet. I forget how to talk to more than one dragon at a time.”

She opened her mouth wide, showing her teeth, so he popped in more mash. She was like a baby bird, and she needed to be fed or she’d get hangry…

Hangry baby dragons were dangerous.

Bray. Eee! Eee!

Yes, sweetheart. I’m feeding you. He gave her a few more bites.

“She’s so demanding.” Tyr’s laughter filled the air. “I blame Sloan.”

“I am hungry all the time. All that energy I use keeping you two happy…”

Brayden whapped Sloan’s arm, making them all laugh.

Melissa ‘tsk’ed at them.

We’ve been teaching her not to hit.

Oops. “Sorry, brother. That wasn’t nice, was it?” He winked down at Melissa. “I should have used my words.”

She ‘yarred’ at them, nodded, then ‘yarred’ again.

“I suppose that was close enough to words…” He rolled his eyes. “I have a lot to learn before I become a father.”

Harden patted his leg, the touch warm, lovely. “You don’t know. We may have tons of time.”

Tyr shook his head. “I don’t think it’s going to be that long. We’ll just take turns. That way, neither one of us is the one pregnant at the same time.”

“I like how he’s making plans for us.” Harden was less aggravated than amused. He could feel it through their bond, like an undertone of laughter.

Sloan’s snort was completely derisive. “If both of you were pregnant at the same time, it would be the midwife that may protest.

Melissa threw her arm up in the air, head back as she cried out, “Yay!”

They all cracked up at that because she was so darn cute. Brayden high-fived her and her little palm smacked his so hard it actually stung. Little Bit didn’t know her own strength, but she was hiding a bunch of magic in there.

The roast did seem to sit well with Hardin, so whatever had been going on earlier in the day was over. He was glad because he wanted Hardin to be happy and to feel well. He knew that if his mate was pregnant it was going to be touch-and-go sometimes, but they were with his brother and his mate. They were enjoying their time together, and Hardin seemed to be much perkier.

Which didn’t stop him from checking in periodically.

“You feeling all right, love?”

Hardin smiled for him, nodding. I’m fine. I might be drooping a bit by the time we play cards but that’s all right. Tyr was so kind to let me come over today.