Page 73 of Jasper

She found them a few doors down in some kind of living room. A small boy with dark hair and the brightest green eyes she’d ever seen sat in the middle of the floor with a man who resembled him. The two of them were using a piece of string to entertain the little monsters.

As soon as she stepped through, all eyes turned to her, and the kittens let out squeals and came running, using her legs as their climbing pole She laughed and set the coffee down before she spilled it. Hugging them to her, she came farther into the room.

“These rascals belong to you?” the man asked, his eyes twinkling.

“Yes. I was worried they hadn’t eaten. I overslept.”

“We fed them.” The boy stared up at her. She wasn’t quite sure how old he was. Sloane got the feeling he was older than he appeared.

“I’m Mason, and this Mateo, Kade’s son.”

“TíoMason said I could play with them.”

“Of course you can.” Sloane deposited the kittens back down in front of him. “Saves me from becoming a human ladder.”

She was surprised to hear the slight accent in his voice. Jasper told her something about the kid being kidnapped and raised in Mexico, but she hadn’t quite understood until she heard him speak.

“Mason!”

“Back here, baby!”

Mateo rolled his eyes, and Sloane grinned at his reaction.

A girl came bustling through the doorway and almost plowed her over. Sloane stepped out of the way but quickly reached out to grab the girl before she fell.

“Baby, you got to watch where you’re going. You can’t be running the guests down, because you’re going to fall and break your neck.”

The blonde stuck her tongue out at him, earning her a giggle from the little boy.

“Hola, TíaJo.”

“Hola, Mateo.” She ruffled his hair and turned her blue gaze on Sloane. “You must be Jasper’s girl.”

“I wouldn’t say I was his girl…”

“You are.” Mason waved her protest away. “This is my fiancée Josephine.”

“Just Jo. No one calls me that but goofball over there.” She held up a bag to Mason. “Kitten milk, as requested.”

“They’re already out?”

“I think Blade overfed them.” Mason stood and kissed Jo.

“Blade?”

“One of the MC guys who was here last night.” Mason took the bag and pulled Jo over to the couch and promptly sat, bringing her with him.

“MC…”

“They were backup in case anyone came looking for you.”

“You make it sound so normal.”

Jo picked up her coffee and took a seat across from them, watching Mateo play with the kittens.

Mason’s gaze flickered to Mateo. “We’ve dealt with worse.”

She supposed they had.