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I was getting the hell out of there, at least for a while. Maybe I’d even find someone to ride out the climax with. Zed claimed he and I were the only ones who could make it better for each other, but how would my body know one dick from another?
My phone rang again as I slipped out of the room that had been designated mine. I lifted it back to my ear, positive it was Del, as I descended the stairs.
“Hey,” I said, knowing she was going to try to convince me to do exactly what I didn’t want to do:
Stay where I was.
“What do you mean, he’s not interested?” Del checked.
“There’s only one meaning for ‘he’s not interested,’.”
“Yeah, but like, did he actually say that?”
“It was obvious.”
There was muffled speech, and I knew Del was telling Rocco exactly what I’d said. My eyes rolled, and I sat down in my truck, shutting the door behind myself.
“Wait, are you getting in a car?” Del asked.
“Mmhm.” I turned it on and pulled out quickly. I hadn’t thought to bring my wallet—oops—but the throbbing in my nether-regions was to blame for that.
“Don’t do anything you’ll regret,” she warned.
“What would I regret?” I drawled. “Showing up to my best friend’s last-minute wedding and getting my ass tied to a damned werewolf as a thank-you?”
“Having your ass tied to a werewolf is actually pretty fun, thank you very much, and—” there was more muffled speech. “Dammit, June. Where are you going?”
“Pretty sure if I tell you that, it won’t stay between us,” I told her, turning out of Moon Ridge.
The town was absolutely packed full of werewolves, and I knew they all had soulmates. Which meant if I wanted to find another jerk to ride out the damned climax with, I was probably going to have to look elsewhere.
The nearest town was half an hour away, which sucked, but it was a college town so I was pretty sure I’d find someone willing to hook up with me there.
“Tell me you’re not going to a bar, Jay,” Del said, her voice sounding almost like she was pleading.
“Just let me live my damned life, Delly,” I shot back, my annoyance flaring to an all-time high.
“You touch another guy, and Zed kills him,” Del said, the panic in her voice getting thicker. “Seriously, werewolves are really possessive.”
“I spent ages lying in bed next to him, and he’s chill. He won’t care.”
Del groaned. “I swear that’s not true.”
“You have no idea what things are like between us,” I shot back. “And besides, he’s not attracted to me. The guy’s probably been with who-knows-how-many models; I have zero appeal to him. So what I do doesn’t matter.”
Del choked on air, or on her own spit or something. “That’s definitely not true, Jay. I—”
“Gotta go, babe. Have fun with your baby-daddy.” Hanging up the phone, I tossed it to my passenger seat and took a few deep breaths in, trying to calm my raging body.
It wasn’t working.
Not at all.
My foot pressed harder on the gas pedal. I was flying down the road like a damned menace, but my body was driving me so insane that I didn’t even care.
The phone on my passenger seat kept buzzing, so I tossed it into the back. It still kept buzzing, so I turned the music up louder. My hand itched to slip back between my thighs, but I’d already established that touching myself only made the damned heat worse—so I gripped the steering wheel tighter, instead.
