Chapter 112 - EZ'S APPROVAL

[KYLE POV]

Call me crazy, but I felt like I was running out of time. I mean, OK I've only known my mate for a little over a month, and we were already living together and about to have a baby. But that was exactly why I felt like I was running out of time. I needed to figure all of this out and propose to her because, feminine and girly or not, I just had a feeling that my Jacy wouldn't be happy if I let our baby be born without us being married.

Now, if I was wrong, then I would be more than willing to admit that, and we could move forward at her pace. If I was right though, and she wanted to be married before the baby came, then I was running out of time. It was already the end of May, and the baby was due in October. We needed to figure all of this out now before we ran out of the time to do it all.

To do this right, there was someone I needed to talk to first. I wasn't interested in being killed or dismembered in any way so I wanted to make sure that this particular person was not left out of the loop.

[EZ's POV]

"Well, well, well." I said the word with a musical flare as I watched the handsome man sit down across from me. "I definitely didn't expect to get a call from you. Nor did I ever think you were going to ask me out." I winked at him, showing him that I was being playful.

"Well, what can I say, Ezekiel? You wore me down. I just needed to rush right over here and join your harem." His deep voice had always sounded appealing to me, not in a way that made me want to make him mine, but enough to make me want to keep him talking so I could hear the tones run along my skin some more.

"Oooh, do tell baby." I giggled at him. "If your story is good enough, I just might make room for you among my men. They might not like it, but I could always use some more eye candy." He laughed then, a smooth yet rough sound. It was like a pleasant sort of sandpaper on my nerves, or like the tongue of the animal that he really was.

"You know, EZ, Jacy is right. You're going to become a diabetic with all the candy you like!" I laughed with him now, my higher pitched and feminine giggle mixing well with his masculine laugh.

"Oh I know it, Kyle baby. She is such a killjoy sometimes. But I love her more than I love myself, and that's saying something since I love myself a lot." I winked at him and saw that Kyle was unfazed. He truly was accepting, such a great catch for my best friend.

"Well, now that we've gotten to the subject of Jacy, that's who I wanted to talk about."

"Of course it is, honey. I already knew that. Don't get me wrong, I know that I am fabulous and a lot of men, even the straight ones, can't keep their eyes off of me, but that just isn't you. You've only got eyes for my Jacy baby, and that is a good thing. I wouldn't tolerate you being with her if you were an unfaithful manwhore. Mate or not, Kyle dear, that would never be allowed."

I knew that I was lecturing him somewhat, but I didn't care. I was supposed to be the brother to my dearest Jacy. No man was ever going to treat her wrong. If I couldn't deal with them myself, I would use what I had at my disposal. That used to just be our mutual friend, Lucian. Now, though, I had two big strong men that were waiting for me whenever I went home. They would be more than happy to handle anything I needed them for. Thankfully, for now, I only needed to use them for pleasure and love. They really were a lot of fun.

"I am glad you know how serious I am about her. That makes all of this a lot easier." He seemed nervous as he was talking to me. He was doing his best to remain calm and look at ease though. He was a pretty straight forward guy most of the time, and I liked that about him. Plus, he was strong and could handle all of Jacy. And by all I mean her strength as well as her attitude. He was a total catch for her. And he was super sexy too.

"I think I know what you want to ask me, big boy. And I can't wait to hear what you have in store for me." I grinned as I imagined what he had to say. I wondered just how much thought and planning he put into all of this. And just how well he actually knew my little Jacy.

"Well, I will admit that I didn't come up with some big romantic speech to give to you. You already know how much I love Jacy. You knew it when I was willing to run after her the last time that I went and visited you. I will put her and our children ahead of me every time, no doubt about it. I would sacrifice my role as an Alpha just to follow her wherever she went."

"Well, that is a start. But what do you think Jacy wants?" I wasn't going to let him off of this easily. He was wanting my bestie after all; she wasn't someone I was going to let go of just like that. He needed to work hard for her.

"I can't be certain until I ask her of course, but I think that she would want to be married before the baby comes. I haven't heard much along the lines of traditionalism come from her, that's just not Jacy's style, and we both know that. But I truly think that she would rather bring the baby into the world when we're married. I know it's traditional and she isn't, but there are just some things that you still follow suit with because the alternative isn't the greatest."

"Kyle, sweetie, I think you know my Jacy baby really well. So go ahead and tell me what you picture for this big adventure you have planned." This was something that I would not skimp on. This part was for me more than her anyway.

"No worries, EZ. Even the first time that I ever imagined marrying Jacy had been after I met you. I knew you would be her maid of honor and that you would be right there, forcing her through all the events that she didn't want to go to. I pictured Jacy in a white dress, black boots, and a leather jacket, preferably red because that would be sexy as fucking hell." He was grinning at the image in his mind's eye. "And as for you, EZ, I had imagined you wearing a pink tuxedo with Bastian on one arm and Laremy on the other. In my mind Bastian wore white and Laremy wore black, but they can match if you prefer, I don't care."

"Kyle, honey, I love that image. I think that there is a little bit of a hidden gay man inside of you. You certainly do have the sense of fashion for one." I laughed at him as I started to nod. "And you don't even need to say the words, baby doll. I know you want to marry my bestie. I love her to death, and I love you too. You're there to help her, and without you she might be dead right now. I have no reason not to trust her with you. As long as you don't take her away from me, you have my blessing."

I felt my heart swell with love for my sweet and spicy Jacy and her mate. And I couldn't wait to make the wedding that Kyle was picturing come to life. This was going to be fun. I get to plan Jacy's wedding for her, cause God knows that she won't do it herself.

As that thought went through my head I laughed. It was time for me to enjoy the dinner that Kyle had invited me to. I just wonder what Jacy thought of the two of us being out together.

What would she say? Now that was a thought. Would she think that I was so hard up for more hot bodies that I was making a pass at Kyle? Nah, she would never think that. She knew that I would never try anything with her man. Maybe a preplanned accidental peep just so I could see the full set of goods that he was working with, but that would be all. I mean, come on, I have two mates of my own. I would never be able to add another one. I would literally be fucked to death if they didn't start sharing nights.