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you’d hoped for?” Although that didn’t explain why Hugh was here and not there.
Hugh shook his head. “It was blasted awkward, to be honest. I was in bed, reading, and Ms.
Forsberg entered my room. She was very pretty, in this shimmery white robe which I much
admired. Then she let it slip off her shoulders and she was naked underneath. Well. Nearly
naked. And she’s very beautiful, and a dragonet, so it should’ve been fine, but it wasn’t.”
“It wasn’t?” Finch echoed. He stood briefly, grabbed his now cool tea, and knocked back a
great swig of it despite its tepid temperature. Before Hugh could reply, he sat back down.
“No! I couldn’t, well, you know. Maybe I was too startled. And she said she could help me with
that, and she touched me and…”
Finch swallowed enough tea to drown himself.
He both did and did not want to know.
“And, sir?” he asked, unable to resist.
“And I bolted!” Hugh exclaimed. “Decamped from my own bedroom. Told her I’d forgotten
something and I’d be right back, which was clearly a lie, because here I am. Please help me.
I don’t know who else to turn to. You’re my oldest friend.” Hugh paused. “My oldest human
friend,” he amended.
Hugh had run from a beautiful Pedigree omega trying her level best to seduce him. Finch felt
a stab of pity for the poor woman. That was an excessively harsh rejection. Not that Hugh had
meant to be unkind. He was just a bit thoughtless sometimes.
“You’ll need to apologize,” Finch said. “What you did was quite rude.”
“I didn’t expect her to jump me in my bedroom on the first evening,” retorted Hugh, bristling.
As much as Finch empathized with Astrid and understood her actions, Hugh had a point. But
if he hadn’t brought the girl here to bed her, why had he asked Finch to summon her at all?
Finch massaged the bridge of his nose. “Should I take that to mean you don’t wish to try to
mate with Ms. Forsberg?”
Hugh recoiled, which was a very strange reaction. “God, no,” he replied, in the same tone he’d
have used if Finch suggested Hugh get randy with the topiary. “She was all wrong. Very pretty,
yes, but all wrong. Completely wrong.”
Finch sighed, but on the inside was deeply relieved. “Yes, sir. I’ll try to do better with my next
selection. Although Astrid did fit all of your wishes for a potential mate.”
