“What a sweet girl you are.”
How was I supposed to resist that deep growl? And why was I jealous of a bunny?
King leaned down on the other side of the table. He was unfairly attractive—perfect hair, chiseled jaw, and a delicious, earthy scent with edges of orange blossom. Being surrounded by these men made my skin flush. My body felt electric and alive, and I groaned when my perfume filled the room. Traitorous omega hormones. I needed to stock up on No-NonScent Deodorant because this was just embarrassing. They’d shown me loud and clear last night that they were not interested in me. At least, not interested enough to make me a priority, and I deserved more than that.
“Her ears are a little lopsided,” King said.
I fixed him with my withering stare. “Don’t say that. Her ears are perfect.”
His eyes widened, but his response was cut off when James returned.
“Good news. I got the bunny sanctuary on the phone, but they can’t pick her up until tomorrow. They gave me some care instructions, though, so we’ll do our best for her here until then.”
The bunny snuggled into my palm and my heart exploded. I didn’t want to leave her here. Did they even have a cozy place for her to sleep? Would she get scared?
“Or…you could take care of her until then?”
James’s eyes were gentle as he looked between the bunny and me, like he could read my mind.
“Would that be okay?” I asked hoarsely. “I want her to get the best care.”
“I think so. It will at least be quieter at your place. The owner of the rescue recommended we give her goat’s milk since we don’t have any bunny formula.”
I chewed my lip. “Does the market have goat’s milk?”
James frowned. “I can text Marisol and ask. If not, there’s a specialty grocery store in Briar’s Landing, I think.”
“Oh my gosh,” Leo said. “My grandma bought some goat’s milk the other day for a dish she was making. She might still have some. I’ll call her.” He stepped out of the room and I had to hold myself back from shouting “Don’t go.”
“In the meantime, let’s get this girl the pain meds she needs and clean up this wound,” James said. “Do you want to help me hold her, Lucy? I could also get Naomi in here if you don’t want—”
“I’ll do it. Just tell me what to do.”
I stayed close to the bunny, and Wilder and King stayed close to me as James squirted pain meds into her mouth.
Leo popped back into the room. “She’s got some. It’s about a half hour drive, so I should be back in an hour.”
My jaw dropped. What was happening?
“You don’t…I mean, are you sure?”
Leo’s expression softened. “Of course. It’s no problem.”
He turned toward the door but let out a pained noise as hestumbled and dropped his cane. His hand slammed against the wall to stop himself from falling.
“Leo!” I lurched toward him but King got there first. He gripped Leo’s upper arm, firmly stabilizing him while I leaned down to grab his cane.
“Thanks,” he mumbled, not meeting my gaze.
“Are you okay? Do you need to sit down?” I asked.
“No, I’m fine.”
I took a small step back at his harsh tone.
“I’ll drive,” King said.
Leo jolted. “What?”
