I hold up the phone so he can read it.
Rex's visible eye goes wide.
"FUCK."
"That's what I said."
"How long have we?—"
"I don't know! I lost track of time somewhere between you slamming me against the wall and the part where you knotted me!"
My phone buzzes again.
RAF
Phoenix is panicking
Carmine wants to see the stunt
where the fuck are you two
Bells
BELLS
I type back with one thumb while Rex breathes through his nose above me like a bull about to charge.
BELLS
on the roof. long story. we'll be down soon. stall carmine
RAF
define soon
BELLS
soon-ish
RAF
bells what the fuck does soonish mean
BELLS
it means soon but with plausible deniability
RAF
I swear to all the gods
are you two FUCKING up there???
I lock my phone.
"Raf knows," I say pleasantly.
Rex closes his eye. His jaw works. A vein pulses in his temple. For a moment, I think he might actually have an aneurysm, which would be a real shame given what just happened and the fact that I am definitelydeeplyfucking attached to this alpha.