Page 168 of Bad Wolf (Wild Men 4)


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But Ev doesn’t even bat an eye at the mess. She drags me inside, past a threesome on the coffee table, and keeps moving.

“So if Micah and you are moving in together, who is Seth moving in with?” I ask as she tugs me along.

“He isn’t. He’s getting a new roommate.” She stops, glances around. “Man, can’t see Jesse, but there’s Shane. Let’s go say hi. Don’t let him scare you off. He’s your typical tall, dark, silent type.”

She links her arm through mine and pulls me across the living room as if the porn scene unfolding around us is perfectly normal.

Maybe it is, and the hot, dark current zipping under my skin and sending an ache through my core only makes me more uneasy by the minute. I feel like a voyeur, and it makes me wish for something I’m too scared to chase after anymore.

How sad is that?

“Hey there, Shane,” Ev trills. “Glad you could make it.”

Shane tilts his head to the side, regarding us. His hair is long and shiny black, caught in a ponytail. A silver dreamcatcher hangs from one earlobe, and if anything, he’s even more exotic-looking than Seth, with his almond-shaped dark eyes and tanned skin.

“Micah promised beer,” he says, his voice deep like a gong, sending goosebumps over my skin. He lifts his beer bottle in evidence. “How could I say no?”

“Right. Of course.” Ev shakes her head and rolls her eyes. “Have you seen Jesse? Can’t seem to find him anywhere, and I thought he came with you.”

He takes a swig from his bottle and then frowns as if in thought. “Chicks.”

“I’m sorry?”

Shane waves his bottle at the room and the hot, grinding bodies. “Plenty of chicks here. He must’ve caught one.”

I gape at him. Is he seriously talking about girls as if they’re fish on a line?

“I see. Have fun, then.” Ev drags me away as I try to decipher Shane’s expression, to detect any glimmer of humor in his eyes, but his face is still, as if carved in stone.

“Is he always that witty and entertaining?”

“Always.” Ev giggles and then squeals. “Joey! Oh my Go

d, you made it. Over here!”

And she ditches me between a couple humping against the wall and another writhing on the couch.

She ditches me in order to wrap herself around a hottie with dark hair and sparkling eyes.

What in the world?

He laughs and returns the hug easily.

“Evie, you dork,” I hear him say as I approach them. He pulls back and ruffles her hair. “You look real pretty, you little shit. Look at you, all dolled up. How’s it hanging?”

Okay, who’s this guy, and what’s going on? I glance around for Micah, expecting him to come punch this asshole off his feet, but Micah is grinning from ear to ear, heading our way.

“Joel, man, what’s up?” Micah and this Joel guy shake hands and clap each other on the back. “You here alone?”

“Yeah.”

“Ellen couldn’t make it?” Ev blinks innocently at Joel, her eyes a tad too wide.

“Nope.”

“You didn’t ask her out, did you? Be honest.”

He scowls, and I seriously consider turning on my heel and going to look for a beer, because I have no clue what’s going on and what they’re talking about.

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