swept up in the moment, but I’m getting to re-experience everything that is Aidan.
And in this moment, nothing can crush the dreams that are welling up inside of me and starting to soar.
Chapter 7
Mia
“If we’re going to have a baby,” Aidan says, pulling away from me. “There are a few things you need to know about me.”
“Do you have a secret family or something?”
“Nothing like that.”
“Is it the shifter thing?” I ask. He nods.
“I take it Richard told you?”
“He mentioned it.”
“How much do you know about shifters, honey?”
I wiggle against the tree, wishing he would put his hands back on me. I want his palms stroking down my chest, running over my breasts and stomach. I want him pulling off my clothes and licking my body. I want to be on my knees in front of him, licking his body. I want to be doing anything but talking.
Only, I can already tell we aren’t going any further until we talk, so I try to recall every conversation I’ve ever had with my brother about the shifters of Honeypot and what they’re like.
Most of what Richard does is private. He doesn’t talk about his counseling sessions in any sort of specific detail, but sometimes, if there are several people dealing with the same issues, he’ll discuss this with me.
“I know shifters often have self-esteem issues and live with extreme anxiety,” I say. “I know that many shifters also find it difficult to be around humans for long periods of time because the stress of wondering if they know you’re not human can be incredibly exhausting.”
He looks at me and his lip quirks, but I keep talking, remembering all the things Richard has says. Maybe he didn’t think I was paying attention at the time, but I’m pretty proud of myself for everything I remember about shifters and the world they live in.
“I know poaching has been a problem in some communities, especially for rarer types of shifters, like dragons. I know about Dragon Isle, where the dragons tend to congregate, and I know they have been a lot safer since the new clan leader, Emerson, took over. He put many safety protocols in place to keep everyone alive and well in the crazy world we live in. The dragons aren’t hiding, but they aren’t making themselves targets, either.”
Aidan is full-on smiling right now, and I’m not sure why, but I can’t seem to stop sharing everything I know about shifters, so I continue.
“I know most shifters don’t shift until they hit puberty, or shortly after puberty. Some shifter children are able to change forms at a young age, but for most, it’s around 13 or 14 years old when shifting becomes a possibility.”
“Stop.”
“Did I get something wrong?” I’m a little confused, but Aidan shakes his head.
“Baby, you gave me a perfectly scientific and psychiatric evaluation of the inner-workings of shifters, but I want to know what you know . What do you feel? What do you understand? There’s a lot more to being a shifter than experiencing discrimination or being afraid someone is going to turn you into a science experiment.”
“Tell me, then,” I whisper. “Tell me everything I need to know.”
I take Aidan’s hand and I place it on my stomach. Our eyes meet and we just watch each other for a moment.
“You’re going to be a daddy, Aidan. Tell me what I need to know to help our baby have the best life.”
He nods, then Aidan starts taking off his clothes.
“What are you doing?” I ask. He bares each part of his body quickly, much faster than I would like. Usually, I’m not the type of girl who wants to take her time. The night Aidan and I were together, we were both tearing off each others’ clothes as quickly as could. We were rushing through everything because neither one of us could form a coherent thought long enough to slow down.
Now, though, I kind of want to take my time. I kind of want to enjoy every bit of him I can. It’s not that I’m scared tonight is going to be