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My fingers began to rub at his head a little bit. “Lick me if you hear something you like, and I’ll go through the alphabet, okay? Adam, Bob, Craig, Davy, Eri—”
A lick on the inside of my wrist cut me off.
“Eric?” I checked.
He shook his head, brushing my fingers over his fur in the process.
“Davy?”
He flashed me a toothy grin.
Sheesh, those bitches looked sharp.
“Davy it is.” I scratched his head lightly, and he snuggled up closer. “I wonder how long you’re going to hunt me, since you undoubtedly already know that I’ve been looking for a werewolf mate. Honestly, I’m surprised you haven’t bitten me yet. Not in a bad way though—feel free to take your time. Might as well enjoy the experience, right?” I rambled.
He licked the inside of my wrist again.
After a few minutes of silence, I picked Dax’s phone back up. I bit my lip as my finger hesitated over one button in particular—his messages.
I knew I probably shouldn’t snoop, but… I couldn’t resist. I wanted to know what Dax had said about me, so I could be ready to figure out what I really felt about the fact that we were pretty much afterthought-mates.
So, I pulled up Dax’s messages.
The top few were the pack’s group message, and messages with a couple of random guys that were probably the ones he’d set up to meet me in the restaurant.
Rather than snooping through those messages, I went right to the search bar at the top of the app.
I was definitely going to hell for this.
After glancing at the wolf, who stared at me from directly beside me, I typed my name in quickly.
Sabrina.
An assload of messages popped up.
My heart started to beat like crazy, but I clicked on the top one.
Dax: Hey, there’s a human girl in town who wants a werewolf mate. If you meet her, she’ll set you up with a handful of human chicks to talk to so you can see if they’re yours.
Hayden: What?
Hayden: Is she insane?
Dax: A little.
My stomach clenched.
Hayden: Is she hot?
Rather than answering, Dax sent a picture of me. It was my profile picture from Facebook; he had never friended me on the social media site, or bothered to accept the request I’d sent him.
Hayden: Cute, I guess. Alright, I’ll meet her. When?
Dax gave him the information, and didn’t mention me again.
I navigated to the next conversation that had me in it.
Dax had copied and pasted his previous message.
