Davian's first instinct was to go right to Lake's bedroom to seek out his mate, but then he caught Nikolai and Angelo out of the corner of his eye and was reminded that he had to play host.
Before he could turn to them, Lake made an appearance at the top of the stairs. His smile dimmed slightly at the sight of Lake in an apron that was stretched over his rounded belly, a beaming smile on his beautiful face.
Rosie's bright red hair peeked out of a hallway in the corner, a cooking spoon in hand. "Are they here yet? Oh! You guys came just in time for lunch."
Davian hurried up the stairs before Lake could start down them, pulling him into his arms. "Why didn't you two order something to eat instead?" He asked quietly.
Lake just waved away his mate's worries, expecting Davian's overreaction. "I don't mind cooking, and Rosie helped out."
Rosie waved with the spoon and then ducked out of sight, no doubt to return to the kitchen.
