Page 133 of Wolf's Mark

“Of course.” Then again, the little girl could be the death of me.

Sedona was leaning against the cabinet when I turned, her expression both wry and full of amusement.

“I take back what I said earlier about a man doing dishes wearing a towel,” she purred.

“I wasn’t wearing a towel exactly. Don’t get that rumor started.”

“Oh, I have something to hold over your head. However, a man being told by a little girl his cooking sucks might be better.”

Using my thumb and forefinger, I grabbed her chin, able to tug her closer. She opened her eyes wide, reminding me that Britney didn’t officially know anything about our relationship. Sedona had yet to figure out what to do let alone what to say to her daughter.

“You know exactly what will happen if you attempt to do that,” I told her. “Harsh. Punishment.”

“Promises, promises, and you managed to get peanut butter on me.”

Unable to curb my desire, I rubbed my thumb through the glob, lifting my eyebrows. She didn’t need to be able to read my mind to know what I was commanding her to do.

Sedona parted her lips, dragging the tip across her bottom one. As soon as I pushed my thumb inside, she started sucking on it. If we were alone, I’d cover her entire body with peanut butter, taking my time licking it off.

I pumped it inside for a few seconds, careful to ensure Britney couldn’t see what we were doing. After she’d licked it clean, she rose onto her tiptoes, giving me a light kiss.

“Ew,” Britney said from behind us.

We both laughed and Sedona stuck her head around my arm. “Eat your late lunch.”

“I need milk.”

“That’s right. I guess Jax doesn’t make your sammies like Mommy does.”

Sedona’s tone held a hint of giddiness. I pointed my finger at her.

“Nope,” Britney said a little too enthusiastically, popping the ‘p.’

“That’s not a proper dinner, you know,” she told me as she pushed me away, heading to one of the cabinets for a glass.

I headed to the sink, turning on the water with my elbow and washing my hands. “I don’t want you returning to the lab.”

“We already went through this. A test came back much faster than we anticipated and we might be onto something.”

“Something?”

“A chemical compound to eradicate the change in DNA, including freezing the molecules. We think it’s possible the substance could be used in injection or gas form.”

“And just how are you going to test that without having a live sample?”

She looked at me sheepishly. “We haven’t quite worked that out yet. First is confirming in the lab. Then we’ll take it from there.”

“Mommy. Milk. Puwease?”

“Coming, princess.”

“You’re not going. I don’t give a shit.”

As she poured the milk, she gave me a dirty look. “If we don’t continue testing, how are we going to eliminate the threat?”

When I didn’t answer right away, she moved around me, grabbing the napkin I’d forgotten as well. I yanked a towel from the holder, drying my hands. She was stubborn as hell, so much so I was about ready to order her to stay.

She loathed rules as much as I did, but she was sitting prey and I was about ready to allow my wolf to take over completely.

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