Page 14 of Primal Hunger


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He smiled. “I’m sorry, Letti. Swear to Christ, I planned to tell you. I just—”

“Didn’t have the balls?”

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t want to burst our bubble.”

“Well, it’s burst now, buddy.” I threw my hands in the air. “I liked you, you big fat jerk.”

“I like you, too, Letti. That doesn’t need to change.”

“You’re a prospect now, Jasper, I’m off-limits.”

He sighed. “Right.”

“But...” I licked my lips. “I can keep a secret, can you?”

He shook his head. “Not big on lying to people, beautiful.”

“It’s not a lie. It’s a secret. If we’re careful, no one will know we even know each other, let alone like each other.”

I couldn’t believe this thought had come out of my mouth. This had been my chance to walk away from him. Away from being stuck in ‘the life.’ But I couldn’t. I don’t know why, but I needed more of him. We hadn’t even kissed yet and I wanted to know what his lips felt like. Maybe I could get him out of my system.

“If I’m asked, I won’t lie,” he said.

“I don’t expect you to.”

“Okay, I can keep our secret for a while.”

I raised my pinky finger. “Pinky swear.”

He chuckled, wrapping my finger with his. “Pinky swear.”

I nodded and grinned. “This is gonna be fun.”

“Or not.”

I patted his chest, forcing myself not to linger. “I’ll see if the coast is clear. There’s a bathroom in here, so if anyone asks, I was showing you where it was.”

He nodded, and I opened the door. The hallway was clear, so I left the room and made my way to the kitchen, figuring he would follow in a few minutes.

* * *

Wednesday afternoon, I was going over my notes since Thursday morning was my last final and then I was done for the summer. I couldn’t wait. Dad was starting to ease up a little, so I was hopeful I’d be totally free once school was out for good.

I was home now, so that was a good start. Of course, I was never alone. There was always a prospect or one of my brothers with me, but I hoped that if I played my cards right, Jasper would be one of the ones on watch duty.

No. Aero.

I had to get used to calling him by his club name, especially since I had been introduced to him that way. It would be a huge red flag if I continued to call him Jasper.

“Letti!” Dad bellowed up the stairs.

“Yeah?”

“I’m heading out. Aero’s here to watch you.”

I leaned over the railing. “Who?”

“New recruit,” he explained, and I let myself secretly squeal with glee.