Chapter 39
39. A Sizzling Dinner
AZURA.
Corrado was thrilled to see me and was showing me the entire apartment. The delicious smell of food
was making me lick my lips, or was that his scent? I wasn‘t sure... either way this ce smelt divine.
Kiara and Alejandro had left after lunch and although I‘d miss them, I was d I at least got to see
them for a short while, Kiara‘s parting words were to take care of myself, and the baby, along with a
not–so–subtlement to talk to Leo and try harder... In what way... well I knew what she wanted and
hoped for.
Think before acting Zu.
Marcel had asked if I wished to stay at the mansion, but I had politely declined, deciding to return to the
apartment beneath Leo‘s.
The short conversation I had with him now reyed in my mind.
(EARLIER THAT DAY...)
“Thank you for everything.” I said looking at Marcel, we had just walked Al and Kia to the pack borders.
“I‘m afraid I didn‘t do enough, but I can assure you Emmet will be punished for what he tried to do. I
know my son, and I know he has a level head on his shoulders most of the time.” We walked alongside
each other as we made our way back.
“I know...” I said, cing my hand on my stomach.
Leo would protect this pup... “I am happy that I‘m going to be a grandfather again.” He smiled, and I
smiled back
“Yes, I just fear that this one might just be a little monster brewing, with parents like us.”
I wanted to say like Leo... but I know I was psycho too.
Marcel let out a chuckle. “Well kids aren‘t always like their parents; Leo is nothing like me or his mother
for that matter ...” His smile faded to a softer, tender one, and I knew he was remembering her. “Petra
was a very caring woman, with a good heart, strong yet gentle at the same time...” 3 A frown creased
his brow, and he sighed.
“Are you ok?” I asked hesitantly.
“Of course... just my time with her and the memories are so vague... fleeting even, because I don‘t
remember much... She died when Leo was still rather young...” (END)
The memory of Leo‘s dream had returned to me, and I wondered how much Marcel knew, or didn‘t
know
Didn‘t he have a right to know?
“And this is Daddy‘s room!” Corrado‘s excited voice brought me out of my reverie. “Corrado.” Leo‘s
voice came with a subtle warning. I skimmed the room, there was no sign of a woman living there... I
guess Nikki really did move out… I nced at the bed and couldn‘t deny that a pang of jealousy and
pain rushed through me at the thought of them both in that bed. I might be pregnant with his pup... but I
had never slept with him.
Not that I wanted to.
Although, I don‘t think I would be able to sleep if he was in my bed. 1
Urgh, focus Azura.
Now I really sounded like a hormonal pregnant woman.
“Ok Azura, let‘s go have dinner, Daddy worked very hard!” He took my hand, tugging me to the table,
and I followed.
I could feel Leo‘s eyes on me. I had literally gone through everything before selecting this skirt, and it
would be lying if I didn‘t admit that I had chosen this skirt on purpose. I knew that Leo had a thing for
my legs, and it was pretty satisfying knowing I had that hold on him. I really didn‘t know what I wanted,
or what the future held, but it was kind of fun to see him struggle to control himself. I also wouldn‘t deny
the fact that I enjoyed his attention. I looked at him as he ced a tter of grilled chicken on the table,
along with a bowl of chips. There was a tter of rice and some nuggets too. Goddess, the food looked
so damn good.
“Daddy cooked.” Corrado dered, and I smiled. “Your Daddy is pretty good at a lot of things, right?” I
asked, ruffling his hair. “Oh yes. Daddy is good at everything.” 3
He nodded and I made the mistake to look at Leo, who was cing a wooden tray containing four
sauces on the table. Why was seeing him in this setting so crazily hot...
I know Raven found Liam cooking hot, but I never got it, I just felt like, yay I am going to get food in
front of me... but then Leo.
His eyes snapped up to mine and my heart skipped a beat.
I’m sure I had the block up... right? 1
I almost heard the purr of approval from my wolf under his intense gaze. A man looking at me with pure
hunger.
Eat me, please. 2 No, don‘t. Go away bad thoughts! “I never knew you were a good host.” I teased,
pushing the thoughts of him shirtless out of my head. Corrado patted the seat next to him and I slid into
the chair. “I‘m not.” Leo replied coldly, sitting down.
“Well... this meal speaks otherwise, or am I just lucky?” I had to take a picture… “‘Yes. Daddy only
cooked for Azura and me.” Corrado agreed as I quickly took my phone out. “That is very nice of your
Daddy.” I said snapping a picture of the table. I almost got Leo in it, and I wasn‘t going toin if I
did. But then he sat back, tilting his head as if he knew what was running through my mind. ‘Don‘t
worry, I didn‘t want you in the picture.‘ I said, putting my phone aside. He raised an eyebrow
‘I didn‘t say anything.‘
“I know that look.” I said out loud.
“Do you now?” He countered.
I would have said more, but I could see the huge smile on the little gorgeous chipmunk‘s face next to
me.
“What would you like to eat Corrado?” I asked instead.
“Chips and nuggets!”
“Chips and nuggets it is!” I ced both things on his te before adding two nuggets and a handful of
chips to my te, before helping myself to the rice and two pieces of chicken.
Yes, I can eat, and I will eat a lot! I only ate less when I had to cook.
Leo began adding food to his test, that same arrogant look on his face. “So Corrado, I heard you
wanted to eat with me?” I smiled down at him, taking a bite of my food.
He nodded, swallowing his mouthful.
I‘d be damned... this chicken and rice were to die for. Damn the guys got skills and not only in the
bedroom. “I did, but it was Daddy‘s idea.” Corrado continued, with a suspiciously innocent look on his
face. “He wanted to eat with you too.” S “I didn‘t.” Leo added, frowning at me.
Oh, I couldn‘t let such a good chance to tease him pass me by...
“Aww, are you sure Weo?” I cooed teasingly.
A flicker of something crossed his eyes as Corrado and I giggled.
“Weo! Daddy‘s name sounds funny!”
“When I was little, I couldn‘t say the R and L sometimes, unlike you. So Leo would have been Weo, you
would be Cowado.” I smiled, remembering I was pretty old when my speech became fluent. There were
even a few people who found the way I talked irritating, but no two children were alike. I remember
when I finally got a grasp on the letters, I didn‘t want to use them out of stubbornness. Besides, Liam
fell for everything as long as I spoke like that.
“It‘s cuter than how you speak now.” Leo remarked, snapping me from my thoughts.
“‘Want me to call you Wittle Weo?” I asked with a devilish smirk.
“No thanks unless you want me to call you L.” 3
L? “L is a pretty name, and so is Weo!” Corrado added. “Who is L?” I asked suspiciously,
narrowing my eyes and watching him eat a forkful of chicken and rice.
I was so damn jealous of that fork right now...
“Figure it out.” He smirked.
“I n to.” I replied, annoyed with that dumb smirk on Wittle Willied Weo‘s face. 2 Ok he was far from
little but still...
I moved my leg, tensing when it brushed against Leo‘s knee. Our eyes met, and the intense pull
between us only seemed to heighten... I slowly moved it again, only to knock it against his other leg.
I was sure his legs weren‘t this close seconds ago...
I raised an eyebrow, moving my legs away as I picked up a drink bottle and poured myself a ss.
“What do you want to drink?” I asked Corrado.
“I will have the apple juice; you should ask Daddy too.” 1 Ok I think this boy was up to something. Even
Leo was frowning at him, but I wasn‘t going to break a kid‘s heart. 1
“Tell me, Wittle Weo, what drink would you like?” I asked sweetly, earning a re from him. “I can help
myself.” He replied, icily biting the metal cap off a bottle of J20, and taking a swig. “Daddy, we have to
be nice to Azura, she’s our guest.” “Yes, Wittle Weo, you got to be nice to your guests.” I repeated.
‘Keep calling me that and I fucking swear I will remind you how far from little I am.‘ His growl came
through the link, sending pleasure to my core. 4
My entire body wanted exactly that... and maybe a part of my mind too... ‘Well, I don‘t remember.
Guess there was nothing to remember... ‘I replied haughtily as we continued eating The image of his
dick was still clear in my mind... Oh fuck...
My entire body was a mess of nerves, and that dangerous desire that was pooling between my legs
was growing. Damn it Azura, focus.
I did my best to focus on Corrado after that, and when dinner was over, both Leo and I got up at the
same time to clear the table.
Leo was about to say something, but I cut in.
“I‘ll do it, you cooked.” I said when our hands brushed, and his gaze raked over me.
“Fine, you can put that sexy ass to use.” 1
We both froze, and I could almost see the annoyance on his face at himself for letting thatment
slip. 1
‘Nice to know you think it‘s sexy.‘ I remarked, brushing past him, my bare shoulder brushing his arm.
“Don‘t push it.‘
This wasn‘t meant to be going like this... And how the hell were we flirting when there was a kid
watching us with such intensity that you couldn‘t miss him.
“I‘ll help!” Corrado offered as he stood up, about to take the drinks to the fridge.
“Let me wipe your hands first.” Leo said, taking a hand wipe and crouching beside his son.
I watched them, feeling my chest tighten at the faint smile on Leo‘s face, the adoration on Corrado‘s,
and the way Leo wiped his face too. He was a good Dad... I looked away quickly, washing the dishes.
My own dad was perfect, the best dad anyone could wish for, and I wanted my baby to have that...
Once the table was wiped, Leo took out a tter of dessert shots. “Daddy didn‘t make these.” Corrado
announced, “I chose them from the shop all by myself, Winnie let me.”
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“Yeah, I can tell.” Leo remarked, as we looked at all the colourful desserts.
“They look yummy,” I said as Corrado ran to get spoons.
“What drink do you want? Hot chocte, coffee, or anything?” Leo asked our eyes meeting. “Milk” I
said smirking, as something else milky white came to mind... “Is your mind always in the gutter?” “I
didn‘t say anything.” I retorted, my gaze dipping to the front of those jeans that hugged his perfect legs.
He stepped closer, about to reach for me when Corrado‘s little figure stopped, observing us intently.
“You didn‘t need to; your eyes speak loud enough.” He replied, turning to Corrado. “You got the
spoons?”
“Yes, I did...” He said, pretending to yawn. “I‘m so tired too.” 3 “Oh yeah?” Leo asked sceptically. “You
wanted Azura here, and now you‘re ready for bed?” “Yes! I want Azura to put me to bed, please? And
then you can put Daddy to bed too!” 20
I couldn‘t help but burst outughing at that. &
“Corrado...” Leo warned him.
“But Daddy, we had a n.” He whispered, motioning for Leo to crouch down. Leo sat down, lifting him
onto hisp. 4 “There was no n, that was just you being you. Now, which one do you want?” Leo
asked, cing him down on the seat beside him.
“I want this one.”
While Corrado helped himself to what looked like a strawberry mousse, Leo walked over to the kitchen
to make himself a drink.
Leo switched the coffee machine on before grabbing two sses and a bottle of milk from the fridge.
“Thanks.” I said crossing my legs as I helped myself to a custard and cake shot with lots of sprinkles on
it.
He poured two sses of milk. Was it just me or was seeing a tatted hunk with his biceps on show
doing something so casual, and still looking so damn sexy, a huge turn–on? His eyes met mine as he
slid the ss closer. “Thanks, for the meal too, it was really tasty. I‘m pretty impressed.” I said, eating a
second spoonful of custard.
“I would say anytime, but I really don‘t want you to make this into a habit.” He replied arrogantly, as he
walked over to finish making his hot drink.
“Make it a habit!” Corrado added happily.
“Yeah and just think, when you‘re feeding me, it‘s not only me you‘re actually feeding.” I added when he
returned and took a seat next to Corrado.
“Yes, Daddy Azura can’t cook, she needs you to cook!”
Leo was now frowning.
“I don‘t cook daily Corrado, but yeah you actually can‘t cook, so what are you eating?”
“What do you mean?”
“Meaning are you getting the nutrition you need?” Was he really going to grill me on that? ‘The baby
takes what it needs from the mother, so you don‘t need to worry, your baby will be fine.‘ I said through
the link. ‘Yeah, but you need to keep yourself fed and strong too or have you forgotten that part?‘ ‘I’m
fine, Winona has been giving me food, and I make really good sandwiches.‘ ‘Yeah, I‘ve heard of your
sandwich–making skills.’ He replied mockingly. I frowned. ‘Don‘t mock me, I might just make a
sandwich out of you.‘I threatened; then blocked him out simply enjoying the dessert.
“Can Azura mind link Daddy now? Does that mean you joined our pack?” Corrado asked innocently. 2
This kid sure was smart...
I looked at Leo deciding it was best if he answered this one. “It‘s a littleplicated kiddo. Now, how
about you finish your dessert?”
He looked at us curiously before nodding.
“Ok, Daddy.” Leo didn‘t have any dessert, simply drinking his coffee. We fell into afortable silence,
and I looked at them both wondering what the story behind Corrado‘s birth was? Where was his
mama?
“I‘ll go brush my teeth and put my pyjamas on now, I‘m so sleepy! Azura, I will call you when I‘m ready.”
Corrado dered, finishing off his milkshake and supporting a cute milky moustache.
That part, emphasising how tired he was, made it clear he wasn‘t tired. “Ok! Call me.” I gave him the
thumbs up, before he gave Leo a big hug and then ran off. “He never wants to sleep usually.” Leo
remarked. “He‘s a good kid.” I replied quietly as he disappeared into his bedroom.
Leo nodded.
“He is, although I don‘t really get to spend as much time with him as I want.” “I guess he gets that,
considering you are practically running this pack.”
“Yeah.” Leo said, cing his cup down. “Was he ok that Nikki‘s gone?” I asked, feeling a sliver of guilt
rush through me.
Leo looked at me and shook his head slightly.
“Yeah, he didn‘t really care, they weren‘t really close, which I guess is for the better.” “I can‘t believe
that, he‘s really social and lovable.” “Towards you, and that‘s why he thinks I should keep you.” Leo
replied frowning, emphasising the ‘keep‘. I smirked, leaning forward. “Not jealous are you, that he has
taken a liking to me so soon?” I teased “Not at all.” He replied, our eyes met, and I couldn‘t stop myself
from asking the question that burned in my mind. “Where is his Mama?” His eyes shed, before he
looked away.
Shit I shouldn‘t have asked.
“I‘m sorry, if you don‘t want to talk about.” “It‘s not that... I’ve just never told anyone the truth about
that.” He spoke very quietly.
“Want to share? You already know my secrets.” I said, sitting forward.
His gaze dipped to my cleavage, and he leaned forward, taking hold of my chin. My breath hitched at
his touch, and he ran his thumb across my bottom lip, sending sparks rushing through me. The urge to
bite down on his thumb was intense. “Maybe I will... but right now... someone‘s watching us with a little
too much attention.” He whispered huskily. My eyes widened and I jerked away, only to see the shadow
of the little minion down the hall. “I‘ll go to put him to bed.” I said, standing up, “Then I want to know that
story.” “Fine.” He said leaning back. This time when I walked away, I didn‘t mind taking it a little slower,
giving him a good view of my behind in this mini skirt... A little extra sway in my hips wouldn‘t harm
anyone.
I couldn‘t wait to know what the story behind Corrado‘s mama was, and I hoped it helped me
understand Leo a little more… 3
I smiled when I saw Corrado scrambling into bed and almostughed.
Oh, he was such a mini–me.
“Oh hello Azura, I was just going to call you.” He lied innocently. 4 “Oh, I‘m sure you were. Now, how
about a bedtime story...” 1