Page 16 of Justice for Puck Bunnies

But Mason goes through a full range of jealousy and pride.

“Vin, I didn’t know you had it in you!” he exclaims and marches over to offer a fist bump.

“It’s not like that,” I reply.

Trick crosses his arms. I can tell from his expression alone he’s disappointed, but I haven’t done anything wrong. If he wants this pack to work, then he can’t make assumptions or respond without talking to me first.

“Then what is it like?” my alpha asks.

Izzy and I trade glances. Neither of us have any idea how to respond to that.

“We ran into each other at Fluke’s,” I stutter out.

“I don’t see Dane here, so connect the dots to the two of you huddling close in our living room.”

Izzy doesn’t take that well. The emotional shift is subtle, but after only one night with her I sense it. She stands straight and tightens her fists.

“That’s between Bobby and me,” she grits out.

“Bobby?” Mason asks, incredulous. “If he’s Bobby, who am I?”

“Who are you for what?” Trick asks.

“Fuckboy,” she replies.

“Fair,” Mason says with a grin.

“Alright, that’s enough,” Trick barks. “All three of you, on the couch.”

“Actually, I’m leaving,” Izzy says.

“I said, sit.”

Izzy narrows her eyes and tilts her head, but still takes her seat beside me. She ducks her head as if contrite, which doesn’t fool me one bit.

Mason, oblivious to the thrashing approaching, lounges on my other side while Trick paces the room.

“Let me see if I understand this,” he says and points to Mason. “You lied to me when you said the girl you’re talking to isn’t Izzy.”

“She isn’t Izzy in my phone.”

“You knew exactly who I was asking about and lied to my face.”

“I didn’t want to see you this worked up, old man. I care about your blood pressure.”

“Wait, who am I in your phone?” Izzy asks.

Mason opens his mouth, but Trick cuts him off.

“Don’t answer that. All of you are gonna focus for a few minutes.”

“Yes, Daddy,” she mewls, and Mason bursts out laughing.

Trick breathes an aggrieved sigh. “Vin, tell me why she’s here, and I know you know better than to bend the truth.”

“We ran into each other at Fluke’s. She seemed upset, so I invited her back for company. Nothing happened.”

Well, some really great cuddling happened, but Trick doesn’t need to know right now.

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