All I can do is imagine the day that I get to taste her pussy, dine on her slick like the ravenous beast I am.
And now my cock is even harder, screaming to be freed.
Shit.
Change the subject. Change the subject. Change the subject.
“Uh, so, I may have done something I need to discuss with you.”
There we go.
Curiosity fills her eyes before she sits down on a cushion in the grass to resume playing with the dogs.
“What’s up?”
“I reached out to a handful of people I know. Some animal lovers and a few companies are looking for tax write-off opportunities.” That last part didn’t sound great, but it’s the waythe business world works. I’m sure she knows that. “And some people want to donate money to the sanctuary.”
Her lips part again, then close as she looks up at me. “I… I don’t even have a donation account set up or any money transfer apps.”
“I know. That’s why I’m bringing it up now. And I know that Adam will want to help you set that stuff up and put it on your new website.” Adam knows tech inside and out. And I may have already told him what I did.
Her brow grows tight, her eyes shine in the setting sunlight. “Thank you, Jasper.”
“Any time.”
I’d do anything for my Omega. For my pack. And that includes the animals.
Chapter Eight
Fence repair until I can get the funds to extend the fencing.
I want that yard huge.
Gotta get a quote on new siding for the house.
The wooden shingles are rotting before my eyes.
Have a roofing company check the roof.
It probably needs a new one, gods help me.
Replace the oven.
Only one burner works, and the inside cooks unevenly. I think it’s from the 70s.
New dishwasher.
This one just doesn’t run, and it’s absolutely ancient.
Dammit. I’m going to need to take out a loan just for this short list, and this is only a fraction of what I need done.
My sigh comes out way louder than I intend as I lean back in my chair outside the cute cafe called Cuppa. I ordered a vanilla latte—it’s freaking delicious—and sat out front, attempting to let the beautiful weather bring me a semblance of happiness as I mulled over the first of many lists I’d made, all of things that need doing at the sanctuary. But I’m realizing quickly that I’m overwhelmed and it’s stressing me out.
“You’re new to town, aren’t you?”
I nearly jump out of my skin. A kind voice comes from a kinder-looking woman who shoots me an apologetic look. “I’m really sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you.”
I laugh and shake my head. “Not your fault at all. I was deep in thought.” I hold my hand out to her. “I’m Adley.”
