Of course, Atlas took that as his cue, because he was in his hellhound form next to Aiden, flames included.
Quinton sighed, Thea snorted, and Aiden gave Fire Fluffy a pat, smiling at Sebbie kindly.
“Oh,” Sebbie said, staring at Fluffy and Aiden. Then he looked over at me. “That isn’t my hellhound.”
I looked at him and nodded my head. He looked back at Fire Fluffy. Of course, that didn’t quite complete things, so Fire Fluffy turned into Atlas.
“Hide your junk!” Thea called out, but Atlas didn’t even look at her.
I heard Liam snort, but he didn’t look up. Q just rolled his eyes, and Aiden was still smiling kindly at Sebbie.
“He’s…” Sebbie started, and then he trailed off.
“Hey, Seb,” Atlas said. He was still standing there naked and exposed and not at all shy.
Sebbie turned to look at me, and I took his hand in mine. “I know it’s a lot.”
Sebbie blinked at me, then looked at Atlas, then looked at me. “I mean, yeah, it’s impressive, but I still like your dick better,” he said.
“Don’t tell me we have another Josh with the denial thing,” Q muttered.
Aiden shushed him, though. “Give him a minute, Q.” Then he patted the back of Atlas’s thigh, prompting him to turn back into Fire Fluffy, flames and all.
Well, at least all his bits were put away now.
Sebbie pointed at Atlas, saying again, “That isn’t my hellhound.”
“No, he’s my hellhound. You have your own hellhound,” Aiden said calmly.
Sebbie looked at me, and after a brief pause he said,“You’re my hellhound.”
“Yes,” I answered.
He took a moment, then he nodded at me. “Okay.” He looked back at Q, Aiden, and Fluffy. “What are you guys doing here?”
“We’ve been looking into the sheriff, and we can’t find any hits out or threats against him,” Liam said.
“Aside from the fact that he’s a sheriff and he’s made tons of criminal enemies,” Q added.
“Do you think it was danger from someone else, or do you think it’s something accidental or health related?” Liam asked.
“Although if Jude just marks him, that’ll prevent the accident or health stuff, won’t it?” Aiden asked.
I hummed in agreement. That really would be the best course of action, but I wasn’t sure if Jude and the sheriff were to that point yet.
Everyone was looking at Sebbie expectantly. He looked around at everyone, then said, “Um, okay? Why are you telling me about the sheriff? Did I miss something? I thought he was fine when he left?”
They all stared at us, and I tightened my arm around him, a low growl emanating from my throat.
Thea slapped Sebbie on the back. “Whelp, that’s my cue. I’m out!”
She got up to leave, and Sebbie popped up to hug her. “Yeah, we were gonna head back to my place, too, and you guys can have your Scooby Gang meeting or whatever,” Sebbie said, and then he looked at me.
I took the cue and stood up, ready to go wherever Sebbie needed me. I had a feeling he had questions, and my guess was that he didn’t want to ask them in front of everyone.
I’d fucked up. I knew I had.
Perhaps this was why the ten of cups had been upside down. Because I, apparently, was an idiot.
