“Yep,” I say. “Later.”
The guy holding the phone ends the call and walks back up the staircase and stops. “Does she want to use the toilet before we leave?”
“I do,” Bailey gets to her feet. “Move please,” she says waiting for me to step aside.
Everything inside me itches to touch her. Bury my face into her hair, sink my canines into her skin while my cock–fuck! Wait…
Bailey is probably a virgin. This rocks me. Because she must be. I’ve never seen her with anyone. Linc and Mase have ribbed me more than a few times saying she’s saving it for me, hoping I identify her as my one and only. But I don’t think anyone of us truly saw this coming. Except, those meddling Young sisters.
“Move, Jason,” she repeats, snottily.
And damn. I really can’t wait to adjust this attitude of hers.
“You or that other guy touches her?” I point to the guy on the stairs.
“I won’t,” he states, raising both hands.
“If either of you do… I will hunt you down, won’t quit either. There will be no place you can hide. I’ll find you and I will chew your fuckin’ carcass after making sure you feel a world of pain. Tell me you get me.”
“I won’t touch her. Neither will Cesar.”
“If he touches her, you still pay. You both will.”
He looks like he’s about to shit his pants.
I bare my teeth.
He nods quickly, saying nothing.
I move aside and she haughtily climbs the stairs. And I can’t take my eyes off the sway of that sweet peach of an ass. An ass I’m sure I’ve never looked at before. That ass is mine. It thrills me to no end that I’ll probably be her first and I’ll absolutely be her last.
That fear about only having one woman to play with for the rest of my days is gone. Just like that. The way Grey, Mase, Tyson, and Rye said it’d be. It feels good to have the worry of who I’ll mate with off my shoulders.
Now I’m left with another emotion. Eagerness. Yes, I’m looking forward to playing with my pretty little mate.
A lot.
9
BAILEY
When I get to the top of the stairs, the younger of the two men gestures to a door down the hall with the light on. The other guy is standing off to the side, eyes on me. He exaggeratedly licks his lips and gosh, it’s creepy. I’m glad I’m not alone with him.
The younger brother snaps something in another language, possibly Italian. The guy laughs in response, eyes trailing over me in a way that’s just… icky.
My mind had been whirling with Jase’s revelation, but now it’s stopped on Cicely. Claimed by the alpha private eye who works with Linc and who has no scent?
And what drama?
Alta steps into the hall and asks, “You’re Greyson Blackwood’s sister and Jason Creed’s mate? The librarian and pack secretary for the Arcana Falls pack?”
Strange sensations work through my body that have me feeling unsteady. Hearing those words aloud like this throws me.
“I’m Bailey Blackwood, yes, Greyson’s sister. And I take care of the library and a lot of admin for the pack.”
“You’re wolf shifter and yet you don’t seem weakened,” she states, looking me over.
“I’m only half wolf-shifter.”