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Where is he?

We found each other a minute later, and it was like the sun came up in the room.

Let’s hope Ollie won’t see the way he looks at me.We both sucked at masking what we felt for each other.

Before I reached him, someone crossed into my path.

Hunter beamed at me and caught me off guard with a hug.

“Noah, hi. It’s good to see you.”

I flung an arm around his neck in reflex. “Hunter, hey.” Then I met Lewis’ eyes over Hunter’s shoulder. Lew’s pink nostrils flared, and he looked ready to pounce on the Naga and tear him to shreds. Why is my big winter husband looking murderous such a turn on?

“Yeah, uh, good to see you. How are you?” I asked him when we backed out of the hug.

“Oh, I’m fine. What about you?” He gave me a hopeful little smile.

Lew turned on his heels and pushed through the crowd towards the doors.

Shit.I hadn’t even mentioned running into Hunter the other day. Did he just need the bathroom or was he jealous?

When he didn’t return and I found him nowhere in the pub, I pulled out my phone and texted him.

Noah: I’ve looked everywhere for you

Noah: Where are you??

Lewis: Meet me behind the brewery

What on earth is going on?

“Lew?” I called softly when I arrived in the shadow of the brewery building. It was pitch dark and cold. No lights from the restaurant reached here, and nobody answered. I wrapped my coat tighter around me.

Fuck. Are we playing games, Sinclair?

Then I noticed that the back door was open. I pushed it wider and entered. The intense scent of the mash hit me and made me a little lightheaded.

“Lewis? Come the fuck on. Where are you, you big stubborn kitty?” I took another few steps. “Pspsps, here kitty kitty.”

In the next moment the door slammed shut, and I was pressed face first against the wall.

“Puppy,” he growled, and rubbed his hot body on mine. His hard cock dug into the small of my back. Oh God, I shouldn’t have loved his behaviour as much as I did, but I got hard, too. “First you say we can’t tell Ollie, then you conveniently forget to mention you met Hunter fuckin’ McBride until I see his hands all over you?”

“I was looking for you,” I grunted and struggled in his hold. My voice already shook with arousal.

Lewis snorted.

“Why? Did ye miss me?” he huffed, but hurt laced his voice.

Oh no, he’s hurt.

“Yeah, I did,” I told him.

“Didn’t look like it when you were in Hunter’s arms.”

“What? Listen, I love how jealous you are, Lew, but this is ridiculous.”

He growled in my ear. “That’s how you see me? Just a dumb, ridiculous guy?”