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So he would just meet Cosmo’s family and assimilate into them. He hoped.

“There we go.” Cosmo patted his braid. “All set.”

“Thank you, love.”

“You’re welcome. We’ll take a shower tonight and I’ll wash it for you. I love the color.”

“Oh, yes, please. Is there anywhere to swim nearby?”

“There are rivers, but they’re cold. My brother says that there are natural heated springs down inside the mountain though. He says he can smell them, so this winter, we’re going to go find them.”

“Oh, so you’re going spelunking then?” That actually sounded like fun. He could help with that.

“I guess we are. I just think the idea of having somewhere safe to float—safe enough for four dragons to float? It’s important. We just have to hunt it. That’s not my gift.”

“You’re not a dowser, are you?”

“I don’t think so. Seems like it would very much be Corbin’s job. Not mine.”

“Hmm.” He thought about that. If it was a natural spring, heated by geothermal energy, he ought to be able to find it. Hawk had a real feeling for that kind of thing buried deep in the earth. He was drawn to magma…

Could be because he could spit lava, but who knew? Hawk didn’t question such things as the talent given to each dragon. Eventually it would end up being just what they needed it to be.

Cosmo sighed, pecking a kiss on the back of his neck before climbing off the bed. “We ought to go make nice.”

“I’m ready. This is going to be fun.” Hawk had made up his mind. He was not going to fight with Cosmo’s brothers.

He was going to become family.

Dammit.

Chapter

Eight

“So what’s for dinner?” Cosmo was going for cheery and bouncy, and he was not going to have a meltdown.

Not tonight.

Not again.

They’d already come to blows about Hawk and sex and leaving the house and heading into the veil and whether or not they should take Hawk out to Lunastra and all sorts of things that were none of their business.

But that didn’t matter. Not tonight.

Tonight, they were just going to be gently social.

“Roast and potatoes.”

It was obvious that they’d been over in the dragon veil side of the world because it was still snowing and bitter over there, and it didn’t matter that it was like summer here and they should be having corn and tomatoes.

“Sounds perfect,” Hawk said. “Is there anything I can do?”

Don’t do it,he warned Corbin and Cullen.

What? We’re nice. They both went wide-eyed, and then they shook their head in unison. “We’re good. Have a seat.”

“Thanks for offering,” Cosmo told Hawk, and then went over to peer at the Yorkshire puddings in the oven and at the roast. It all smelled just fine.