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CHAPTER10
“Well, I’ll be damned,” Junior shouted joyfully from the door of our bedroom. “It’s about time.”
I shrieked and yanked the sheet up over my naked body. It was one thing to be naked for a shift with the Pack. It was another thing altogether to be naked after a sex-a-thon in front of my mate’s brother.
“Out,” Hank bellowed. “And erase the image of Essie from your brain or I’ll beat it out of you.”
“No prob, baby bro-bro, but you need to get your mated asses out here. We have a situation.” He grinned, winked and left the room.
“How does he know we’re mated?” I asked as I grabbed my sundress and yanked it on.
“Scent. It’d be pretty hard to miss.” Hank smiled like a cat who’d eaten a canary and I punched him in the shoulder. “Ouch,” he grunted.
“That didn’t hurt.” I rolled my eyes and attempted to hold back my smile. “You are just full of yourself.”
“I am a very happy man.” He grabbed me and planted a big one on my willing lips. My head spun and I seriously considered making Junior wait while I exercised my new conjugal rights with my mate, but I knew he’d just barge back in.
“Come on, happy man, Junior’s got some intel.”
Hand in hand we went out to face the real world again.
The den was a wreck and Junior was taking it in with glee. My panties and bra were on the lamp and Hank’s boxer briefs were hanging off the ceiling fan…How did that happen? I quickly ran around the room and gathered all the incriminating evidence as Junior chuckled and Hank strutted around like a peacock.
“Okay,” I huffed in my professional voice and tried to pretend I hadn’t just shoved my panties in my purse. “What’s going on?”
“First of all, I want to say welcome to the family. I love you. Definitely not in the way Hank does, but like a sister. I am relieved to know that someone who could shoot my balls off while blindfolded is part of my family.”
“Um…thank you, I think,” I said as I shook my head and grinned.
Hank tossed me a bottle of water and we all sat down at the kitchen table.
“Out with it,” Hank told Junior. “Oh, and we have some prints to run on Puck Flame.”
“It’s the self tanner,” Junior said.
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked.
“The self tanner. I went to the agency to make sure Tina #1 wasn’t dead, which unfortunately she wasn’t, and I bought some of the stinky self tanner.” He stared at us like we should understand what he meant.
“What are you talking about?” Hank demanded.
“Oh right, I get ahead of myself,” Junior muttered. “The self tanner eliminates scent. It’s why we couldn’t track the girls who were abducted. It’s a compound with a combination of chemicals I don’t know.”
“That’s impossible,” Hank said.
“I thought so too, but I can’t identify them.”
“Junior, there is no way you are unable to identify a compound,” Hank argued. Junior shrugged and stared at the table.
“Color me confused, but why in the heck would you think Junior could discern a chemical compound? No offense, Junior,” I said.
“None taken,” he muttered.
“Do you wanna tell her?” Hank asked his brother.
“Nope.”
“Then I will,” he threatened.
