Page 19 of How to Rescue Your Surprise Baby

He felt a tickle of idle curiosity at the back of his mind. It was Mav’s. Crap, how the hell was he going to get Mav’s attention off his bag, now that he’d panicked over it?

He could find a way to discreetly discard the shirt. He hated that idea, because he’d spent countless nights wondering what Mav tasted like. He knew now: Mav was deliciously musky, salty and bitter and perfect on his tongue. And he wanted another illicit taste, another deep sniff. He wanted this shirt tucked safely under the covers of his bed.

There was another option.

Telos slipped his phone out of his pocket, pulling up a chat.

Telos

I don’t suppose you could show up over here.

HillsBills

OMG. Is this a super special secret mission!?!?!?!

Telos

I need something transported away from here, ASAP. No one is to know.

You may as well bring some baby clothes while you’re at it. Formula and bottles too.

HillsBills

fgejfeojijaijijf O M G

I’ll be there before you know it

OMG this is the best assignment ever

Telos

Get here soon. Please and thank you.

HillsBills

On it. I’ll track your coordinates.

That took the edge off his nerves. When Telos looked up, he found Mav watching him thoughtfully. He scowled and shoved his phone back into his pocket.

Uriel returned with the spelled clothing soon after. “These should hold for a while.”

Telos took them gratefully. “How much do I owe you?”

Uriel shook his head. “Keep me updated on the rescue. Tell me if you need more help.”

“Will do,” Mav said, looking around the forest. “If you need someone just to chat with, we’re also available for that. We’re part of a large group of alphas in Cartfalls, SoCal. A number of us have mates with babies, and they’re always up for making friends and sharing childcare tips.”

For a second, Uriel almost seemed wistful. It had to be lonely out here, just him and a baby in the middle of a forest. Then he seemed to shake it off, straightening his shoulders. “I’m fine. Thanks.”

Telos tucked his spelled clothing away—on top of his hidden treasure—and carefully placed his bag in the trunk, keeping an eye on Mav to make sure he didn’t go rooting around in there again.

Mav shot him a sidelong look when he climbed back into the passenger seat. “Want me to drive?”

“No, you’re better as a passenger.” Really because Telos needed something to distract him, so he wouldn’t have any morefeelings.“Any updates from the others?”

Mav checked his phone. “They’ve found a group of kidnappers skulking around, and they’ve acquired a stroller and some baby clothes for you.”

Telos sighed. “Who’s going to push me around?”

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