He was about as convincing as me, and I couldn’t help it: I grinned. He smiled back, and as much as I wanted to acknowledge that we were both talking bollocks, I let it be.
Nudging his shoulder, I nodded at the mess covering my lower half. “Look what you did.”
His eyes flashed with that same possessiveness before he blinked it away. But I’d already seen it, felt it stir the same reaction in me, and before I could second guess what a bad move this would be, I reached down and rubbed his drying come into my skin.
“You’re going to kill me,” Jake muttered, but his hand was already moving, snaking down his body to do the same.
I watched his fingers move in lazy patterns, the wolf in me gaining extreme satisfaction from knowing he’d smell like me for days.
Oh fuck.
“Jake,stop. You’re meeting with Xen and Frost on Saturday.” We both glanced down at his stomach. All evidence of what we’d done now gone, rubbed into his skin where the scent of me would linger even after he showered.
He stared at it for a beat longer, then back at me. “I’ll have to shower a lot between now and then. And stay in my office at work.”
Fuck, I’d not thought of that. At least my partners weren’t shifters. I’d have to stay away from Rys, though.
Jake reached for my hand. “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.”
