"So…?" Ambrose arched a brow when Devon was done explaining his little discussion with Viktor. "You two are just cool now?"
"Yep."
"And… okay with waiting for my decision?" It was almost too good to be true. Ambrose even glanced at Viktor but he was too busy making the burgers with Orion to notice.
"Is that suddenly so bad?" Devon chuckled. They were sitting on one of the sofas now, his arms over the backrest. Very close to Ambrose's shoulders. "I understand you didn't ask for any of this or even… force anything."
He paused, leaning closer to his ear. "I mean, it's not your fault you turned out to be my permanent Guide."
'Sweet summer child.' The words flashed past Ambrose's head. 'If only he knew…'
His fingers curled with guilt but he didn't let it show on his face. Instead, he smiled. "I appreciate your… patience. Especially with little Orion in the mix."
