Page 92 of Trick Knot Treat

“Hide and seek-” Jace says.

“Hide the sausage,” Clint snarls. “Now, get out of my house.”

“You two are menaces, but I’m glad to see you haven’t changed.” Gian waves a spoon at them.

There’s a long pause while Zaire hands me clothes. I yank them on.

“Actually, it was her idea,” Clint says wickedly.

Harvest lets out a groaning laugh. “Why am I not surprised?”

“It was a way to break the ice!” Khione says from behind the couch where she’s hidden herself.

“Consider the ice broke. I have now seen all my potential in-laws naked. I feel…dirty.”

Harvest and Gian exchange a long look with each other.

Both pull out their phones and start snapping photos of us and our half dressed state.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

“Blackmail for later,” Gian purrs.

There’s lots of shouting and panic, and then the alphas leave as quickly as they arrived, but on the bench are ten coffees.

I stare at them, then finish yanking on my clothes as fast as I can.

Two minutes later, another knock sends panic through the pack, and again, without waiting for an invitation, several more people walk in.

Clint glowers at Sofia and her pack.

“What are you doing here?”

“We came to visit.”

“We were having sex. Lots of juicy, moist sex. Get out.”

I have to hold on to the couch I’m laughing so hard. The look of pure outrage on Sofia’s face is my new favorite expression of hers.

“Clint, you aren’t being very friendly.”

“Oh, aren’t I? I need to do better because I should be downright mean. You are depriving me of omega pussy and cock. I was about to feast. Remove yourself from my sight!”

“We brought cake.”

Clint pauses.

“You're really going to sell out your potential pack for cake?” Jace whispers to him, running a hand over his ass.

Clint squints at Sofia. “What kind of cake?”

“Chocolate mud cake.”

Clint looks over his shoulder. “Are you getting naked and letting me fuck you?”

Jace stands up straight, looking stunned. “Um?”

“Cake it is.”