Page 6 of How to Hide Your Angel Kid

“I will return.”

“No! That’s not a suggestion! I’m telling you that you’re not welcome here.”

“Mm.” Galent took a step back, raking his hot stare up and down Pinks like he was slowly undressing Pinks in his mind. His heavy attention swept down Pinks’ face, lingering on his lips. Then it dragged over Pinks’ chest and hips, before swooping down his legs to his toes, and back up again.

Pinks pressed his hands over the crotch of his pants and scowled.

Galent hefted his sizable bulge—holy hell, was itbiggernow?—and glanced off to the side. “Ah. We have company.”

How was he more aware of their surroundings than Pinks? When Pinks was the one with sharper senses?

Who exactly was Galent?

Two cars pulled into the driveway of the safehouse, men leaping out of them. Pinks tensed.

Until he recognized the newcomers: friends of his rescuers. Mav, Ace, and Raptor, all broad-shouldered alpha-types. Mav had sand-colored hair, whereas Ace and Raptor had black hair and looked so alike that they might actually be twins.

“Oh, Galent,” Ace said in surprise. “Fancy seeing you here.”

“You know him?” Pinks squawked.

“Old friend of ours.” Raptor scrutinized Galent and Pinks. “We fought in the Eggplant Wars together.”

“What eggplant wars?” Pinks had never heard of such a thing.

Galent smiled indulgently. “I would be happy to tell you. You must be young.”

“I see how it is,” Raptor said, elbowing Ace. They exchanged a look.

Mav strode up to the house. “What’s this about a statue?”

Galent’s smile disappeared, and he seemed almost sheepish. “About that. I was... cursed. Recently.”

Mav sighed impatiently. “Why am I surrounded by idiots? Who cursed you? Wait. Before you begin your sob story, let’s move this to the back. No need to attract more attention than we already have.”

He led the way. Ace and Raptor followed, not caring that they were exposing their backs to Galent.

When Pinks hesitated, Galent raised an eyebrow.

Pinks bristled. “I’m not walking in front ofyou.”

“Ah, well.” Galent shrugged and headed for the backyard, his shirt pulling at his shoulders. Pinks tried not to stare at Galent’s pants hugging his thighs.

In the backyard, Galent turned, only to catch Pinks before he could pretend he wasn’t ogling. Pinks flipped him off. Galent grinned.

“So?” Ace turned expectantly to Galent. “I thought you were the sort to keep your snout clean. How did you get cursed?”

Galent had the decency to grimace. “I... did something stupid.”

Mav facepalmed. The brothers perked up. “Do share the tale of your stupidity. We’ll rate it from zero to ten,” Ace said. “The stupider it is, the more points you win.”

But Galent glanced at Pinks, and hesitated. “I’m trying to make a good impression here.”

Ace smirked. “So we’ll wait until—”

Everyone turned when another car rumbled closer, pulling to a screeching halt in front of the house.

Mav listened for a while and heaved a sigh. “I’ll meet them.”

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