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No way is that happening.

Maverick and Gunner are here, and if she started to perfume…

They would inevitably be drawn to the scent.

I would have to kill them if they touched her.

“You’ll sleep in my bed.”

“I’d love to. Do you have something I can sleep in? Or am I relegated to this Target dress for nightwear too?”

“I’ll find you something. And I’ll call Vale tomorrow. She can come shopping with us in town.”

Laken’s lips push together as she squints up at me.

I frown.

She continues to glare.

I continue to wonder where the hell I went wrong this time. “It’s late. All the shops are closed. We don’t have twenty-four-hour stores here. It’s too rural.”

Her shoulders rise and fall as she takes a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “That makes perfect sense. Is Vale another of your female houseguests?”

I nod. “She was at one point. Right after she delivered her daughter Aurora, there was an attack by Lucien at the Assurance compound. They intended to claim a bounty Lucien had put in place for Kate. Their mission was unsuccessful, but Vale’s home was damaged too greatly for her pack to continue living there.” A smile crosses my face. That was clear and concise. I shared information and stepped outside of my comfort zone. Laken’s forehead wrinkles, and I quickly run through if there’s anything important I may have left out. “I have also never been romantically involved with Vale.”

Laken’s hold on my waist releases slightly. I fight the urge to rub away the ache that has set in from her vicious little fingers.

“Okay, great. Could you point me to some pajamas?”

Was she jealous at the thought of Vale?

I like the idea that she’s slightly territorial about me because I certainly am about her.

“Yes, of course.” I lend Laken one of my favorite T-shirts, and she changes as I set the alarm and cameras to night mode.

Maverick and Gunner know the deal.

Nova and Haze can roam the house without setting off the alarm, but if the mutts need a bathroom visit before morning, they’ll have to call, so I can shut off the alarm.

I spin away from the armoire that houses my security setup.

My knees get a little weak when I spot Laken. She’s bent over the edge of the bed, pulling back the comforter.

I may be considerably taller than she is, but I’m also skinny. My shirt covers her bare ass, but not by much.

I planned to purchase bras and underwear for her tomorrow.

Sparrow did the best she could in Boston, but she missed out on most of the necessities. I’m still not sure if that was an oversight or if she was punishing me.

Seeing the crease under Laken’s ass cheek as she fluffs the pillow makes my cock throb.

I’m not sure when it grew so uncontrollable, but here we fucking are.

Clearing my throat, I work on stripping down to my boxer briefs and aim for the bed.

“Would you feel more comfortable if I found you a pair of sweats to wear?”

Laken jolts, spinning to face me.

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