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His words brought me back to territory I didn’t want to tread across, so I snapped, “How would I know? I was a refugee, remember? My adoptive mother assigned me a birth date, but her guess was as good as any.”
My fake birthday had been just another way I’d felt like an outcast in the Ironwood pack.
I didn’t spare Gage a glance to see how my news struck him. Bad enough to see the compassion in Flint’s gaze. When I tilted my head up for another kiss, he seemed to understand what I needed. No sooner had his lips met mine than I could feel him lengthening beneath my hand.
We were in full make-out territory by the time Oliver came over with a giant serving tray.
“My apologies, Gage,” he muttered as he began placing our plates in front of us. “It won’t happen again. I didn’t realize she…” His eyes flicked over to me and down again. “…was so close to her heat.”
“Heath informed you of our situation, did he not?” Gage refused to back down.
Oliver’s shoulders slumped. “I—well, you see—”
“Are there any other wolf shifters here tonight?” Gage growled.
“One other table, but I made sure they were seated in the other dining room,” Oliver assured him. “And they’re a mated pair.”
“Good.”
“If you need anything at all—”
“I’ll wave you down,” Gage answered.
“Very well. I’ll leave you to enjoy your meal in peace.”
“Eat,” Gage told me as soon as Oliver left. “And let Flint enjoy his bison. It’s rare that he gets any.”
I carefully carved off a chunk of duck, then slid my hand back into Flint’s lap as I tried the first bite. As soon as the flavor hit my tongue, I moaned.
“Freya…” The warning note in Gage’s voice brought me back to the present. His sky-blue eyes narrowed.
“Sorry,” I whispered, knowing that bringing me here was already a risk.
“Try a bite of veal,” Gage said, raising his fork.
If I’d been holding mine, I would’ve dropped it in surprise.
But both Flint and Gage’s hungry gazes made me want to follow his command. I leaned over Flint, and Gage guided his fork into my mouth. When my lips closed around it, I saw the faintest hint of gold overtake his sky-blue eyes.
Then the flavor exploded on my tongue, and I moaned again, settling back in my seat to savor it. By the time I opened my eyes again, Gage had one hand under the table. I grinned, feeling powerful — I’d gotten the pack alpha hard with just one little sound.
Heath’s return interrupted my victorious moment. He slid into the curved booth beside me, caging me in beside Flint. Then he set about instantly devouring his lamb.
“Well?” Gage asked before spearing another bite and chewing slowly, his attention on Heath.
“The job’s ours if we want it,” Heath assured him before taking another bite.
His intense caramel gaze rested on me as he spoke, and his eyes lit with interest when he noticed where my hand rested beneath the table.
“But I’m more interested in what happened while I was gone.” Heath’s hand slid to my thigh beneath the table, and I twisted in my seat to glance over at him.
“What? Can’t I touch my mate in public?”
“Of course you can. But the deal says we also get to touch you. Whenever we want. However we want.”
His hand slid up my thigh and under the hem of the dress he’d bought me. My breath stuttered. I’d been teasing Flint, getting him worked up for later. Something told me that wasn’t what Heath had in mind for me.
“Gage never did punish you for ruining our last job, little wolf,” Heath whispered into my ear. “I say your punishment is overdue.”
