Chapter 56: Wyatt Being Stubborn

Wyatt wasn't going to budge on this condition. He wanted Fiona in his life. In his house. In his bed. That way he could prove to her that they belonged together. Prove that she was his mate, and if he did, he wouldn't have to live alone for the rest of his life.

He'd protect her. Protect her sister. They were all part of his den. He'd die for them. That's the deal.

So she could sleep with him.

Fiona used a band on her arm and pulled her hair back into a ponytail. He preferred her hair down, but this meant she was getting down to work. "I guess I'll pack."

He couldn't hide his grin. With Fiona, the victories were few and far between. He wouldn't gloat, but he'd enjoy it. "How can I help?"

She looked around, then laughed. "You think I have trunks and trunks of clothing hidden somewhere?"

"I guess not."

He settled on her desk chair to watch her. She scurried around in a haphazard way. Of course she would. That was Fiona. If there was an efficient way to do something, she would do the op