The next day
Now that the time had come to implement my plan, I was terrified.
Of my mate.
She was going to go batshit crazy.
Oh well. She'd do the same exact thing if she'd thought of it first.
I nodded to Ransom.
He leaned over, kissed Kiema awake.
"Ransom?" she asked, her voice sleepy and relaxed.
"Yeah, angel. It's your favorite mate." He shot me a grin as Kiema snickered.
I rolled my eyes.
"That's what I tell all of you," she said.
I pumped my fist into the air. Suck on that, Ransom.
He flipped me off behind her back. "I need you to wake up, angel. We've got a plan we want to run by you."
She popped up as if she was spring-loaded. "Hit me."
Saint laughed, gave her a mug of coffee. "We're still not hitting you, but we'll tell you the plan anyway."
She nodded, to
