Page 92 of The Wolf Prince's Mate

“Since never. I need one for both houses, for you. Friend.”

I bit back a snort.

Because shopping for coffee machines to keep in both his house and vacation home for me was something afriendwould do.

“I can buy a lot of coffee in a shop for that much money,” I said.

“Mine will taste better.”

“If you spend that much, sure.” I gestured at the screen. “It’ll take a lot more time, though.”

“I’d rather you drink my coffee than the store’s, and I don’t mind the time.” Clay looked back at the screen. “What do you think the difference is between these?”

“I have no idea.” I scooted a little closer, and he slid the laptop toward me.

When I clicked on one of the options to read to description, he draped an arm over my shoulder.

I bit back a grin.

Sofriendly.

He played with a few wet strands of my hair while I checked a few of the machines out.

“The differences are so small, I don’t think it matters,” I said, handing the laptop back.

“Then pick two, and we can try them both.”

“I’m not the one spending a fortune on a coffee maker. You pick them.”

He chose two of them, still playing with my hair. I looked away when he went through the checkout, not wanting to see the final price.

“Alright, Gorgeous. I’m still dying to see the tattoo on your ass. What’s it going to take to get you naked?”

I fought another grin.

He was going to make my plan really easy.

“What do you have to offer?”

Truthfully, I wanted to bargain for the story about how his wolf had gone “insane”. But considering he’d just opened up to me over breakfast, the timing seemed wrong.

“Homemade coffee ice cream.” He tugged on a few strands of my hair playfully. “I don’t have the ingredients here, but I’ll test a few recipes until we find your favorite when we get back to the Lodge.”

“You make ice cream?” I shot him a surprised look.

“My brothers and I makeeverything.”

“Damn. Alright, deal.” I leaned forward and tugged his t-shirt over my head, exposing my bare body.

His chest rumbled, and his wolf flashed in his eyes.

I’d never seen him lose control of the wolf so much—and his lack of acknowledgement made me think he hadn’t even realized that he was.

“On second thought, I want a closer look atallof your ink.” He turned toward me, grabbing me by the waist and lowering my back to the couch. He leaned over me, the nearness of his massive body making me wet between my thighs.

“The price will have to go up, then.”

“Alright. Ice cream and… orgasms.” The look he flashed me was wicked. “I’ll get you off a couple of times while I look at you.”

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