He wanted to keep her in his arms forever. Instead, he had to watch her return to her family home. And even worse than that, he knew he wouldn’t see her until Thursday morning. That was thirty-one hours away. Once he was sure she was safely inside, he turned to his brothers, crossed his arms, planted his weight evenly on both feet, and said, “I want Maia. We need to mate her. I know the urgency seems to have worn off because the Reed triplets haven’t made a play for her. They must have decided to look at Zoe instead. That’s great. But not having Maia all night long is killing me.” “Let’s get in the car. Out of doors is not the place for this conversation,” said Chase. Draven sat in the backseat. He didn’t want to be distracted by driving. He wanted to talk about Maia. It seemed both his brothers felt the same way, as Theron took the passenger seat and Chase turned so he could face them both.
