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Snuggle?

Orion nodded to him, and Cullen could fall headlong into those eyes and never come back, and what was wrong with him? “You can have all of it, but first we need to have noodles.”

“Yeah, that’s fair.”

“Brother, you need to be careful.” Corbin was frowning at him.

He blew out a breath filled with rainbow-colored bubbles. “I am being careful.”

Cullen was trying to be careful. He didn’t really want to be careful. He wanted to be naughty. He wanted to?—

“Noodles.” Corbin grinned. “We’re having noodles. Noodle, noodle, noodle, noodle. Nothing but noodle.”

Orion snorted. “Sort of like nothing but net.”

“Yeah, but with more noodles.”

Corbin liked Orion. Cullen could tell.

Dude, where do unicorns even come from?

He looked at his brother.Well, a unicorn mommy and a unicorn daddy fall in love and?—

“I’m going to beat you,” Corbin growled.

He swore he could see Orion’s ears perk up. “That’s my job.”

“Don’t interrupt.”

“You were the one who was talking to the room at large.”

“Aren’t you making noodles?”

Corbin raised one hand. “I brought bread.”

I want to know why I can’t come and have spaghetti. I love spaghetti,Cosmo whined.

Because you’re pregnant, you have to deal with the sprog, and Hawk would have a stroke. Tell Hawk to have someone make you spaghetti.

I would totally feed everybody spaghetti. Especially if it meant I got to go to bed with you afterward.Orion wasn’t helping.

I’m not some kind of spaghetti whore.

Are you sure?

He glared at Orion.Okay, well, maybe a little bit.

Exactly.

Cosmo was pouting hard.Everybody’s having fun but me.

Go play with your mate. You can’t get any more pregnant.

I will send some home with Corbin for your brother and his mate and their child. I made a lot of sauce.

Thanks. I’ll send some for you, Cosmo.

It was getting dizzying, all the mental gymnastics.He put some grapes on the tray. “Corb, you want some wine? I can open another bottle, but there’s about a glass left.”