“No,” Neil say, simple as anything. “You can’t say no,” I argue. “I’m telling you I quit.” “I do not accept your resignation.” “You don’t have a choice.” I’m getting angry now. It’s difficult to keep my voice level. “I quit, get it? I’m out. Done. Finished. I’m packing my things and out the do
Neil takes another breath. Then, like it pains him, he says, “I’m drawn to you… in a way I don’t fully understand.” I blink once, twice, as I try to let my brain process the words. It’s taking a good long while. Neil motions to Archer. “Archer is too.” Now, I’m doubly confused. Triply, when Ar
Steven leaves first. Then Archer, with Beau behind. Beau winks at me as he passes. I ignore him, feeling too emotionally raw to interpret whatever he thinks is about to happen here. I highly, highly doubt that Neil feels up for any kind of sexual intimacy. Once Beau’s out the door, he closes it
“Sorry for tasting like silver,” he says. “I can’t tell,” I say honestly. Without a wolf of my own, I don’t notice. Maybe if I was young like Mia, with a vulnerable immune system, I would feel a sting of pain in Neil’s presence. As it is, at my age without a wolf, I feel only his lips. “I might wa
“Promise me you will never approach my father,” Neil says. His eyes hold mine prisoner, the intensity in his so captivating, I can’t look away. “Never speak to him. Even if you are summoned, do not go.” This all seems a bit extreme. I know he’s a major asshole, but… “I’m pretty sure it’s illegal
Neil is still sound asleep beside me, gently snoring. I’m hesitant to leave his side. He looks so peaceful in sleep. But then I hear Mia again and my mind is made up. Carefully, I extract my limbs from around Neil, and roll out of bed. I wait a moment as I stand, half expecting Neil to rouse, bu
Beau leans back and looks at me, affronted, like I’ve horribly offended him. “Oh, I see what’s happening here.” “Good,” I say, grateful that he’s finally come into some self-awareness. It is incredibly inappropriate to take a baby into a bar to meet a random hook-up date. “You’re jealous,” he sa
I focus on that thought, that feelings are out of the equation entirely, and take Mia back to the playroom. Unfortunately, that thought doesn’t block out the burning discomfort in my chest. I set Mia down near her blocks then quickly check my front and profile views in the nearby view. My boobs ar