Page 117 of Lost
Getting out, he comes around to open my door, helping me out of the truck. He smiles down at me before brushing a kiss along my forehead. As he closes the door behind me, his hand catches mine.
We made our escape out the back door ofVino y Vida, but not before sanitizing any area our bodies or fluids touched. Our walk of shame was completely unnoticed. I’ve never done anything like that before, but it was amazing. My cheeks hurt from how hard I’m unrepentantly smiling.
Unlocking the front door, I poke my head into the house. I figure Malcolm or Brice must have let Tyde into the house, and I don’t have any issue with that. Pixie meows loudly, complaining that she needs more attention.
Stepping further into the house, I drop to my knees.
“Hey, baby,” I coo. “Are we going to be sweet or spicy?”
Lars smirks as he closes the door for me, watching as my cat sniffs my hand and I drop further down so she can head butt me.
“You have a lot of faith in that little ball of fluff,” he says, watching me. “I don’t even know why I came inside to be honest. I couldn’t help following you in.”
Glancing at him, I giggle, because he really does look surprised at himself.
The rustling sound of sheets comes from the bedroom, and then Tyde is leaning against the doorway in his birthday suit.
“Hey, gorgeous. I’m surprised you’re not sleeping,” I say.
“Something happened at work today. Your sister got the scheduler fired,” he says. “She somehow managed to record Mrs. Learns spouting off that she was over scheduling Dr. Royal and I due to certain prejudices.”
“Hollis did what? Oh my god,” I say. “I’m not surprised though. Dr. Royal and she are friends.”
“He’s not one of my favorite people, nor am I his,” Tyde admits. “Refusing to let a doctor be with his pack because Mrs. Learns thought that he was gay is wild though.”
“Regardless of his orientation, she was in the wrong,” Lars grumbles. “There are a lot of people who are fluid in their sexuality because you don’t know who you’ll match with. Love also doesn’t come with a gender preference.”
Tyde blinks at Lars slowly. Lars has passions that I’m finding he doesn’t often voice.
“That’s it exactly,” Tyde says softly. “They’re overhauling the schedule at the end of the week, which means that I’ll be able to get more balanced hours. So I told you my news, what’s yours?”
“I went on a date…”
Tyde walks over to help me out of my coat, and it’s really difficult to think when he’s nude. His cock is hard as usual, while he simply ignores it.
“Mmhmm,” he says lazily, pulling my mittens off next and putting them in my pockets before hanging it up. “Do tell.”
“I had sex in the restaurant owner’s office,” I giggle.
“I didn’t think you had it in you,” Tyde teases Lars, who simply snorts in amusement.
“I couldn’t wait to get home,” he shrugs.
“And…um, Lars bit me,” I finish. There are more parts, but I figure I should hit the highlights.
Tyde stays quiet before nodding with a grin. “About fucking time.”
“Ah, speaking of that…Can you take a look at the bite you gave her? It doesn’t appear to be healing,” Lars says hesitantly. “Tyde, it actually looks fresh.”
“I should have noticed that,” Tyde frowns. “I’m sorry, these doubles have me fucking wrecked. Can I see, Nova?”
The neckline is higher on this dress, so I have to unbutton the top so I can pull it down. I designed it so the dress would be loose enough to throw over my head and go while still buttoned, but I didn’t expect to be having to show off my skin.
Tyde carefully touches around the bite, looking confused.
“I’m going to have to ask for a favor,” he sighs. “God, that alpha is going to lord this over me forever.”
“Who?” I ask, a little worried that he doesn’t know why my bite is acting up.
