Page 84 of Pretty Little Wolf


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Me

Dinner at the cafe on Water Street after the fights are over? Should be closed by then

Jonah

Hell yeah, it's been ages

Are you bringing him?

Me

Not sure yet

Seems likely, since he calls you my boyfriend

Jonah

In your dreams, maybe

Me

More like nightmares

Jonah

Hahaha

It's a plan

I sent him a thumbs-up and glanced up at Callum.

He still looked insanely calm. His hand rested on the part of my thigh left bare by my shorts, so I guess the physical contact helped with that.

"I'm going to meet up with Jonah for dinner at the cafe after the challenges," I said.

"No."

I narrowed my eyes. "We have a contract."

Callum's gaze flicked to mine in the mirror before returning to the road. He cleared his throat. "I would prefer you didn't meet with Jonah for dinner."

"Your preference is noted, and ignored."

"Kitten." There was warning in his voice.

I plucked his hand off of my leg and set it down on the middle console.

Like I said, being stuck with a dickish fae sometimes required dickishness.

"Jonah is my only real friend. Despite your inaccurate label for him, there has never been anything romantic between us. He's basically my brother. I would never tell you not to have dinner with Liv or Merrily, so you don't get to tell me not to have dinner with him." I looked out the window.

Callum clenched his jaw for a long moment. "I'm not comfortable with it."

"Why not?"

"I don't like the idea of you spending time alone with another man, even if there's nothing romantic between you."

"That sounds like a problem you need to work through, since we're only together to keep you out of pain. Are there any therapists who owe you a favor?"