Page 35 of Cowboy Devil's Embrace

“Uh, yeah. It’s theMotley Crewdnow,” he said, and oh my God, was he blushing?

His cheeks turned a ruddy color, and I was annoyed to discover it only enhanced his attractiveness.

Why was it men only got better looking regardless of how old they got or what they were feeling?

When I blushed, I looked like a ripe tomato about to burst.

“Motley Crewd?” I asked, unable to stop the chuckle that escaped my lips.

“Yeah, it’s an inside joke,” he replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

“I see.”

But I didn’t. Not really.

“You will, Sugarplum. You will. Thanks for the treats. I’ll see you soon.”

He seemed reluctant to go, but judging from the buzzing coming from his cell phone, the man had places to be.

That was fine.

In fact, I couldn’t wait for him to leave so I could breathe easily again.

Liar liar.

“Oh, don’t forget the condoms!” Avery yelled out after Max and I slapped my hand over her mouth.

“Avery!”

I turned my head to see if he heard what she said. Of fucking course he did. Mortified, I groaned aloud as Max raised his hand in a thumbs-up gesture.

That did it.

I was going to kill my best friend.

CHAPTER NINE-MAX

Mine.

My inner Devil had been stuck on that particular one-word loop ever since I stepped foot inside theDevil’s Food Bakerythis past Wednesday to pick up the order of cupcakes Mrs. O’Hare had apparently put in for me.

Did the old Witch know Penelope was mine? I had no idea.

But how fortuitous that my future mate had a certain affection for the very same characteristics that gave my kind our name.

I licked my lips, not listening to a word Emmet was saying.

“Max, I need you to pay attention,” the Wolf growled.

I flitted my gaze over to the plans the man had spread out across the dining room table. My stomach growled, and I frowned.

Ever since Mrs. O’Hare abandoned me, I’d been left to my own devices when it came to food.

I was so sick of peanut butter, frozen pizzas, and cold cuts. But eating was essential to a creature like me, and a hungry Devil was an ornery one.

“Boss!”

I snarled at Emmet who held my glare for all of two beats before he averted his gaze.

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