Page 47 of Silas's Sweetheart

He didn’t linger to hear what Silas’s reply was. He was still reeling from realizing Silas thought he would fuck someone else after he’d expressly made the rule. Though, he got this was something he created all on his own.

Back in his office, the shaking started, and he paced the room like a caged animal, his snake abnormally quiet. He went to his desk and dialed Wilder’s number without a second thought.

“Hello Wil—”

“Wilder, it’s me. Have you got five minutes to spare?” he asked before he could say anything. “I really need someone to talk to.” Ziggy needed to talk before he did something stupid. Like shift and head after Silas and make him apologize, after he’d squished him some.

Nothing.

There was most definitely something up with his snake.

“—ten if that works?”

“What? Yes, ten minutes is fine. Could you come to me?”

“Yep, no bother.”

After he put the phone down, he continued to pace to work off the feelings running amok inside him. He’d no clue how much time had passed when Wilder sailed into his office, beaming in such a way that Ziggy paused at seeing how happy he looked. “Why are you grinning like that? Did you pull another stunt?”

Wilder closed the door and then booty popped over to Ziggy and danced around him. “Let’s just say that now I’m not directly working with Jupiter, it’s easier to do all the things that annoy him.”

Ziggy shook his head at the unrepentant raccoon and grinned, his own woes shoved aside. “I’m so happy for you,” he said, tongue in cheek. “Dare I ask what you’ve done… this time?”

Wilder was a little crazy when it came to Jupiter, and Ziggy knew the signs of someone falling in love. He witnessed it in the mirror when he stared at himself.

“Jupiter might have lost his little black book of phone numbers for a little while and when he got it back, the names might have gotten replaced with numbers.” He blushed and waved a hand in front of his face like a fan. The look on his face was priceless.

Ziggy hiccupped back the laugh. “You’re asking for trouble.”

Wilder came to him and slung his arm around Ziggy’s waist and rested his head on his shoulder, grinning cheekily at him. “I’ve decided that sometimes you have to play dirty to get what you want.”

Ziggy chewed his lower lip, hating the thought of the raccoon ending up disappointed if he didn’t get what he wanted. “If you’re sure. Just be careful you don’t lose more than you bargained for.” He squeezed him back, offering a supportive smile. “I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

The sniff was undignified as Wilder swiped at his nose. “I’m already hurting…” he swiped once more at his nose and shookhis head. “I’m not here to talk about Jupiter, what did you want?”

Ziggy sighed half-heartedly. “I… it doesn’t matter.”

Tugging free, Wilder tutted at him and wagged a finger. “No, mister, tell me why you sounded upset when you called me.”

“Have you heard any gossip about me… and Frey?”

“No, I haven’t. Why? Should I have?” Wilder frowned, looking worried.

“’Cause… shit, if I tell you something, do you swear to keep quiet?”

“I swear. I know everyone thinks I’m a mischief maker, but I would never betray a friend. You were there for me. Listened and didn’t judge me. I hope you know I’ll never share any secrets you tell me.”

Taking a deep breath, Ziggy gave in to the need to talk. “Silas is pissed at me ‘cause he thinks I did something with Frey,” Ziggy muttered, the hurt returning at the accusation, some of which was his own doing.

Wilder went all round eyed. “You did what with Frey?”

“I didn’t do anything, but that’s beside the point. Silas believes I did something I didn’t and instead of asking me… I think he used me.”

“I… shit… I’m not sure what to say to that, when the only way I’m thinking he used you was for…”

“Sex.”

“OMG! You’re dating Silas?” he squealed so loud, Ziggy checked the door to his office was shut tight.

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