“Atsome point. Not right before you fuck her.”
“Please shut up.”
He laughed awkwardly, a high-pitched chuffing sound. “Sorry, man. I just want this to go well for you.”
I could hear the sincerity in his voice. I don’t think I wouldhave made it through those first few months of my breakup if it wasn’t for Fallon. We had hung out practically every day and I was thankful as fuck for him.
“Thanks, my guy,” I said. “I want it to go well, too.”
“Now, I know you’ve been out of the game for a while, so if you need any tips—”
I cut him off. “Nope. I’m good, thanks. Now if you could get out so I can get some work done, that would be great. I want to leave on time today.”
He slowly rose out of his chair. “Good luck tonight, wolf daddy. Make me proud.” He slipped out of the office, his laughter trailing off as he walked down the hall.
Twenty-One
Tegan
“Okay, so I got allthe cupcake preorders finished. You’re working on the retirement party cake, and then you’re going to teach me how to make the kolaches, right?” Selene asked, staring at her notepad.
We were running through our to-do list, making sure none of the orders or duties for the day were missed. She was doing a great job, keeping everything organized and making sure we were fully stocked with bakery essentials like butter, sugar, and flour. It was so nice to have her help, especially in the areas where I was lacking. My life would have been so much easier if I had given her more responsibilities sooner.
“Yep.” I rotated the cake I was working on, making sure the icing was smooth and level on the sides and top. “They’re pretty simple.”
“So. You seem like you’re in a particularly good mood today. Did anything happen this morning?”
I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks. How was she sogood at reading me? “I, um, I might have given Atlas a blow job at the gym this morning,” I mumbled.
She gasped. “Tegan Marie Rollins. You did not.”
I nodded, keeping my eyes laser focused on the cake. “I did.”
“I don’t even know who you are anymore.” She nudged my shoulder, and thank gods I wasn’t actually working on the cake anymore because I totally would have messed up. “That’s huge. How did it even happen?” she asked.
I puffed out a breath, turning around to face her. “I was tired of waiting for him to make the first move. He was helping me with this one workout and his cock kept brushing against my ass, so I just sort of went for it.”
“Right in the middle of the gym?” she asked, like it was the most scandalous thing she’d ever heard. Maybe it was. It was definitely the most brazen thing I’d ever done.
“We were tucked back in a corner, and it was super early in the morning. No one was there,” I assured her.
“Still. You’re wild.” She paused for a second, then asked, “How was his cock?”
“Huge. Intimidating. I don’t even know what to think about his knot.”
“Have you ever been with anyone with a knot before?” she asked.
Selene knew some of my previous dating history, about my ex-girlfriend and the issues surrounding the bakery that led to our breakup, but I hadn’t given her a full rundown of my sexual escapades.
I shook my head. “No. I’ve played with some toys that had one but, like, never had one inside me. I know it’s possible, though.”
I knew porn wasn’t an accurate depiction of how things were in real life, but between that and this morning’s internet deep dive into wolven and human pairings, it confirmed that knotting waspossible. Painful at first, but possible. I looked at it as an exciting challenge.
My phone vibrated and I pulled it out of my pocket.
Selene’s full lips quirked up in a sly smile. “Oh damn, I wonder if it’s Atlas.”
“Stop it,” I snorted.
