Page 97 of Packed Up In Vegas

Miles leaned close to whisper in my other ear. “The company name that deposited the money won’t lead to the shows. He’s bluffing. He can only guess where that much money came from.”

“Fuck off, Jerry. I’m not the one who froze the money, and it’s not getting unfrozen until the investigation is over.”

“In-investigation? What the fuck are you talking about?”

I rolled my eyes, looking skyward. “You fucked up legally. This isn’t about screwing me over. You committed multiple crimes. Did you seriously not think this through?”

“Shut up.”

Miles made a grabby hands motion for the phone and I passed it over. “I sincerely hope you’re not considering continuing to speak to my mate that way.”

I leaned close so I could hear Jerry huffing and puffing.

“Mate?” he squawked.

“Yes. Callie has four of those now who actually give a shit. I think any further communication with her should go through us, since you can’t be bothered to treat her with any respect.”

“Callie, you stupid slut!” Jerry shrieked. “How long were you cheating?”

Miles ended the call and turned to me. “I’m sorry he spoke that way to you, sweetheart.”

It wasn’t very often that Jerry hauled out language like that, though it certainly wasn’t unheard of. “I’m used to it, mostly.”

Miles’s frown was so deep it etched lines in his face. He cupped my cheeks and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “You never have to be used to that, and I will personally make sure no one ever speaks to you like that again.”

I tipped my face up and kissed him at a luxuriously slow pace, pleasure making my toes curl as my body woke up. The door to the office opened, and we pulled apart as Jeff and Kyle joined us.

“Come back in,” Kyle ordered.

Once the doors to the office were closed again, they both faced us.

“We accept the terms,” said Jeff. “We’ll have the contracts drawn up and the current ones nullified.”

“Thank you.”

“When is your natural heat due?” Kyle asked.

“About six weeks.”

“And what’s your plan if it doesn’t start on time? We use the serums for a reason.”

“I’m told preheat with a bonded alpha will be just as entertaining for an audience as a heat. Warn them that it’s a natural heat so they can plan accordingly.”

“Fair enough. That’s all for now. Miles, we’ll be in touch and your job will continue normally in the meantime.”

Once we were dismissed, I threw myself into Miles’s arms. They locked around me instantly and I drank in the taste of him. He was still a little hesitant, taking a second or two before he melted, but this was much better than him seeming like he was afraid to touch me at all.

“Do you want to get in some practice?” I asked when my toes hit the floor again.

His cheeks flushed bright red. “I absolutely do, but…”

“But?”

“Would you think less of me if I said I wanted it to be special?” He gave a nervous laugh. “I’m the only one of the pack to get that opportunity with you for the first time.”

As ready as I was to climb this man like a tree, I could understand where he was coming from. “I think it’s sweet.”

“Oh, thank god.” He laughed in earnest this time. “I was worried you would think it was lame.”

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