Many time

DANTE

Back in Alicia’s kitchen, the three of us bantered and there was a lot of “accidental” touching, brushing against one another, and flicking with dishcloths as we put the groceries away and planned our dinner.

Alicia and I told Clarissa in Barcombe that we’d prepare the main meal because my Beta mate didn’t want to be confronted with chili. And Clarissa had responded with, “I’ll make dessert.”

Alicia was convinced he’d be given a chili coated in melted chocolate which Clarissa said was a thing, but our snow leopard mate insisted that wasn’t what he was preparing. “You’ll love it.”

“I can always skip dessert,” Alicia whispered as Clarissa had scoured the supermarket aisles in Barcombe.

“I heard that.”

“Damn.” Alicia stomped his feet as we left the grocery store. “Snow leopard shifters must have better hearing than bears.”

As the kitchen was small, Alicia and I sat at the table and waited for Clarissa to prepare his dish as it had to go in the oven, whereas ours was cooked on the s