“Aww,” he whines. “But celebrating. There’s a scene I really want to try.”
I shift on the seat, slick pooling between my legs. I know the scene he’s talking about. It’s so hot, we haven’t been able to get through it without dissolving into a hot fuckathon.
“You can narrate,” he teases.
“Mmm,” I murmur and bite his lower lip. “Or we could save it for tomorrow when we get to the hotel Katsu is surprising us with, and we have alone time for four…whole…days.”
Fox’s eyes brighten; he drops to his knees and puts his face in my lap.
“You are wise beyond words, beautiful beyond measure, and cruel as the oceans.”
I lean in closer, my hair hiding our faces. “There’s a surprise waiting for you in your saved videos.”
His head pops up, his mouth drops open, and he stares at me in hungry awe. “Cordie.”
A magpie lands on the table with a seagull beside him. They fight and squabble, then turn vicious eyes on us.
Fox sighs heavily. “It was easier when I was the enemy.”
“Sucks to be the official Sully whisperer, doesn’t it?”
He glowers at me. “That spiked ball of creep was digging up the pavers again last night.”
Mat climbs onto Fox’s shoulder, while Sully does the same on the other side. I have had to learn to share my alpha, and I’m not sure how happy I am about it.
“Aww, Needles won’t hurt you,” I tease.
“He is the freakiest thing I’ve seen yet.”
“What about Gary?” I sip my coffee.
“Who is Gary?”
I freeze.Damn it, Cordelia, not a good idea. “Uh, maybe don’t go in the toilet when you get home, darling.”
“Why? What’s in the toilet?” he asks suspiciously.
“Fox! I need you!”
Fox slumps. “How did I get roped into being the person who is all things Trick Knot Treat?”
I shrug. “Iunno, I’m a full-time author. I couldn’t do it.” I beam at him unapologetically.
He sighs dramatically. “Fine. I have to go help plan how to get people laid. We haven’t got long left. A few more weeks. Lorelei is going to work us to death. You should save me.”
I snort a laugh. “Love not laid, and if I could, I would.”
“Both,” Fox says sullenly.
He walks away and is swiftly crowded by Lorelei and the Pack Makers, Katsu’s mothers, who have both decided to join the fun, and a very unhappy Sofia.
Yolanda comes out, laughing over her shoulder as Grigori says something that has transformed her from a quiet mouse to a beta who looks as happy as I feel.
“Here’s your roll, and I have a message for you.” I jolt, turning to her, frowning.
“Thank you. A message? For me?”
“Katsu said for you to come find him.”
