Shiro said, “Well, that was weird.”
Jed chuckled and pointed to the stove. “You better hurry up and finish their breakfast before they start complaining.”
With one last look down the hall they’d disappeared down, I sighed and went back to making them breakfast.
Had I really made them so uncomfortable that they’d had to run away?
Fuck.
And here I thought we’d been making some progress in the right direction. Instead, my touchy-feely ass had scared them away.
Motherfucker.
Chapter Eleven
Oakley
Slamming my bedroom door shut, I leaned against it, groaning as I banged my head back a few times.
Holy Mother of Scales.
I looked down at my pants and grimaced at the tented area. “You’re gonna get me in trouble.”
With my eyes shut tight, I pictured maggots, puke, and bird poo, doing my best to will my boner down and not think about Roman for five minutes—an impossible feat.
As I walked over to my bed, I groaned again, rubbing my face with my hands, then plopped down on the bed, laid flat so my legs were hanging off, and stared at the ceiling.
Had Roman even realized what he’d been doing?
When I’d rested my head on his shoulder, he’d turned into me and sniffed my hair as he squeezed me tight with the arm around my shoulders. And then… and then he’d trailed his fingertips over the skin of my forearm with his free hand, and chills had run down my spine.
But then, when he’d pressed a kiss to the top of my head—not even a sexy place, for fuck’s sake—my body had sprung to attention, and I’d had to get out of there.
Fuck.
I really hoped no one had noticed.
I was sure they’d all at least smelled my arousal.
Oh Scales. Tan was out there.
Thank all the gods and goddesses that he didn’t have a super nose like the rest of us. Imagine my own stepdad knowing I… oh Scales… and from his viramore’s best friend. My own father’s best friend.
Shitballs.
I was way too embarrassed to go back out there. Ever.
I pulled out my phone and sent a text before I could even think about it.
Me: It’s official. I’m changing my name, leaving the country, and dyeing my hair so no one in this house can ever find me ever again.
It only took a few seconds for a return text to come in.
Keryth: What embarrassing thing did you do this time?
Me: How do you know I did something embarrassing?
Keryth: The only way you’d ever go into hiding is because of embarrassment. Give me some credit. I do know you.
