Page 6 of Our Pup (Our Love)


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That got more blushing from Wesley and laughter from Tyler as he leaned in and gave Wesley a quick peck. “I share his beauty, nothing else.”

Fuck.

They were so goddamned cute.

“I knew he was perfect for you.” Just the way Wesley had been talking about him said the guy was perfect for him or some kind of serial killer who’d end up on one of those reality murder shows.

I was just glad it seemed to be the perfect option.

Before I could get distracted and decide who would play me, I shook my head. “Did I ask if he had a brother or not?”

Wesley laughed, blushing again. “Don’t make me hide all the puppy toys.”

Grabbing my chest dramatically, I pouted. “You don’t fight fair. What’s happened to my shy friend who was lamenting never finding a Dom?”

As Tyler tried not to laugh, Wesley covered his face with his hands. “No, just no. You’re so mean.”

But at least he wasn’t staring at me wide-eyed and worried anymore.

I’d recognized him right off the bat as soon as I’d stepped off the train. His sexy blog pictures and photos from Leashes & Lace had made sure of that. But he’d been radiating nerves and squeezing his boyfriend’s hand like he thought the cutie was going to escape any minute.

Living out his fantasy dream of showing off sexy lingerie on the hot website had done wonders for his confidence, but he still had a lot he was working through. I just hadn’t wanted to be one of those things, so I’d done my best to pop his shell and drag him out of it.

“I’m wonderful. You said so yourself yesterday.” I shrugged and gave him a wonderfully innocent smile as he groaned.

“You’re not wonderful. If you were wonderful, you’d have told me you were coming.” Wesley gave us both a mock frown that wasn’t believable at all. “How long can you stay? How was the trip? How long was the train ride? Did you get one of the sleeping rooms? How did you keep this a secret? You’re terrible at hiding anything.”

Understatement of the year, so I focused on that question first.

“It was Tyler’s fault.” As he laughed, nodding and taking full blame, I shrugged. “He said if I told and ruined the surprise, he wouldn’t let me come see a photo shoot. Seeing you strutting for the camera was worth basically sewing my lips shut.”

And Wesley was back to looking purple again.

I was really more curious about meeting other pups at one of the photo shoots for the Leashes side of the sexy lingerie and kink wear company, but embarrassing Wesley was more fun than telling the truth.

As he groaned, going all cute drama queen, he just kept shaking his head. “Be nice to me or I’ll sic Eli on you. I’ll figure out a way to be evil.”

“Oh.” I grabbed my heart like my grandma used to do. “There’s no reason to drag out that kind of dastardly threat.”

I’d heard enough about Eli to know that he was going to be fun in small doses.

“Then be nice.” Standing straighter, he shook his finger at me. “If you’re mean I won’t introduce you to any Doms.”

“Single ones?” I could be nice for the right reward. “How do you know any single Doms?”

Crossing my arms over my chest and doing my best pissed-off bodybuilder impression, I narrowed my gaze. “You’ve been holding out on me.”

Wesley giggled, not scared at all. “That’s so weird. Do it again.”

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head. “I have to play nice. People are staring.”

Being built a bit like a brick wall or a small tank, I had to be careful or I made people so fucking nervous it was ridiculous.

One lady had even called the cops on me in the grocery store because she’d said I frowned threateningly at her. Luckily the cops had thought she was fucking nuts, but I’d learned to be more careful after that.

Wesley gave the nosy couple hovering a bit too close a firm glare and actually shooed them away. He might not be able to stand up for himself, but it looked like he didn’t have that problem when it came to protecting other people.

I’d known he’d be just as cute in person as he had been online.

That didn’t mean he could get away with hiding single Doms, though.

“Fess up. Single Doms?” Ignoring the way Tyler was shaking his head at our antics, I focused on Wesley’s near giggles. “You’ve been holding out.”

Frowning at Tyler, I pointed to the naughty sub in question. “Punish him. And not the fun way.”

Wesley couldn’t decide if he wanted to laugh or die from embarrassment, but luckily his Dom saved him. “We’ve been invited to a party Friday night, and I have it on good authority there will be a lot of single and gay Doms. I’m sure they’d love to meet a cute pup that planned to stay awhile.”

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