15: A Soft Spot
Kaew was so confused.
The werewolf boy looked at Carl picking a box of condoms up to have a look before making a low laugh in his throat and throwing it into a trash can.
Carl raised the corner of his lip into a smile, satisfied that he could finally make Dom realize that Kaew belonged to him and only him. How lucky of that man that he didn't shoot him. How dared he was getting so close to Kaew?
Kaew frowned, his eyebrows became a tied bow.
Right in the trash! Then, why did he ask Dom to do all of this just when they were having dinner? Not that Kaew wanted to complain or anything, but it would be nice to have them just in case, wouldn't it? Ah, this was so weird. Kaew's cheeks blushed again.
"Are you full?" The boy asked, murmuring.
"I am. Thanks, Kaew."
"Then, let me go."
Kaew jumped off to stand on the floor, suddenly feeling embarrassed again. His eyes were to blame though, they couldn't resist looking back at the trash can. The 56mm size wasn't something small and if it wasn't because of his werewolf physical which was flexible and endurable, anything could have happened last night. And thinking about last night made Kaew blush again.
"Are you sure you're not sick?"
"I'll do the dished now" Kaew changed the topic.
"You don't have to do it. Just put them in the sink and a maid will take care of them tomorrow."
Carl put Kaew's hair under his ear. The boy looked down at the floor, not making eye contact with Carl again. Seeing his red ears like this, Carl suspected that this furball was either actually sick or was thinking about something 'fun' for sure. Kaew shattered as if he touched something burning hot before murmuring inaudibly before walking away.
The homeowner smiled at the corner of his mouth. Oh, are you shy? Yeah, I can see it. Carl couldn't resist following the boy to the second bedroom to tease him a little more.
Carl coughed softly but Kaew probably couldn't hear it as he was too concentrated on his phone. His slim fingers were typing something before deleting it, typing, and deleting it again. The moment Kaew witnessed Carl's existence was when the man was sitting next to him.
"Sandee is pissed that I didn't text him last night."
"Mmm."
"He asked what happened to me last night, but I don't know how to answer that."
"…"
"I think we should figure this out first, shall we?" The end of Kaew's tone was waver.
"Go ahead."
Just say that you have a partner now. We mated last night and are now inseparable. Done.
"Let's move to the living room to talk. I don't want to talk in the bedroom."
"…" But I do.
Of course, before Carl could say anything, Kaew was already flying from the bedroom to the living room already. Well, it seems like I have so much to teach Kaew. The distance between these rooms was not too far, and Carl's phone suddenly started screaming insanely. This was his personal phone and not a lot of people knew this number.
"Urgency?"
"Yes, it's about Macau," answered the secretary hurriedly.
"Go on." His low voice turned even lower.
"That Russian mafia…" The secretary reported quickly.
Carl turned to his office before sitting on his chair behind his big desk. The situation was bigger and more urgent than he thought it would be. It became even worse when his containers exported from Thailand to Macau last week had been burned down as if someone was planning this secretly all along.
"I'm coming too."
".!."
"To Macau." Kaew's head appeared from under the desk, his doggy ears arising expressing his excitement.
"Since when are you here?" Carl frowned his thick eyebrows.
"From the start."
"…"
"I'm not eavesdropping on you though. You need to understand that my werewolf ears are really effective." The boy laughed sheepishly while scratching the back of his furry ears.
"This is dangerous. You must have heard that I'm not going there for the holidays."
"I'll follow you and protect you." Kaew moved, one of his small hands putting over Carl's tight. The boy squeezed his thigh asking for sympathy.
Um, the position was quite risky here and Carl needed to swallow hard. The boy was on two knees under Carl's big desk while that cute little face was an inch away from his groin. The little troublemaker looked up with his teary brown eyes, the corner of his lips dropping as if he was about to cry. And not to mention the squeezing and rubbing motion on the thigh… skipping his 56mm part here and there.
"No," Carl replied plainly.
"Yes."
"It's too dangerous."
"I'm coming with you."
Kaew moved closer and put his head on Carl's thigh before blinking his eyes rapidly. The area where Kaew pressed those soft cheeks on Carl started burning, especially when he moved his head back and forth. The man who always put on his poker face was now feeling like he was blushing.
"No."
"I'm coming."
"No."
"But I care about you."
"…"
"I need to protect my mate."
"…"
"If we are far from each other, I might just die."
"It's dangerous. You can't go."
"But I'm really good." Kaew opened his mouth, showing his sharp fangs.
"Uh, well, next time I will… will…" take you with me.
"If I'm not coming with you, will you let Dom take care of me?"
".!."