Irina
“Have you given up on sitting in your own seat?” Alec grinned at me from across the room.
We were sat in Quinn’s office with Grady, Duncan, Quinlan, and Niall, Quinn’s Dad. Alec and Grady had just arrived. We’d waited for them to start the meeting. They were all now sprawled about in visitors’ chairs, making the room look much smaller with all their bulk.
“I don’t think I have many choices.” I looked pointedly at my mate, whom I was sat on top of in his high-backed chair behind the desk.
Admittedly, it was a very cozy seat. The heat and comfort from my mate’s body cradled me. Quinn hadn’t put me down or taken his hands off me since he’d rushed into the club last night.
“You’re not going anywhere,” Quinn growled into my shoulder and nuzzled me.
“Good luck with that, Rina.”
