“I think I am going to go—” Joaquin backed out of the room. “I have this… thing. It’s very urgent.”
Forrest gulped. “I can explain.”
The Beta patted his Alpha’s shoulder and retreated, escaping the awkward situation.
Elene was still holding the pieces of lace and strings on her index finger with her brow raised in question.
“Explain then,” she said calmly, but Forrest knew this was a trap.
Oh, yeah, explain it!?Hades sniggered in his mind.?Explain to her how we imagine the lace rubbing against her—
“I bought everything they had!” Forrest coughed before his wolf managed to regain control again.
“I beg your pardon!” Elene’s eyes widened as she gradually took in the sheer number of shopping bags sitting across the enormous bed. It seemed entirely plausible.
“I mean— I’m not an expert,
