Page 42 of Knot Excused
There was silence for a moment as he stared brokenly at me.
“The Spirit Guides think this is all bullshit,” Otis put in. “They aren’t buying any of this. We’ll see. I’ve heard from Queen Elizabeth I and Cleopatra and they both weren’t buying it. However, I will see if there’s any way to get back in their favor.”
I was watching Rook but all he said was, “I am honored to be guided by two such exemplary women.”
I narrowed my eyes.
Rookwassmart.
There was a little twitch between my legs, a slight throb there when his dark eyes met mine, but I ignored it.
Work!I silently ordered my suppressants.
“Me next,” Teddy begged.
“Why didyoucheat on me then?”
When he looked utterly panic-stricken, I held up my hand again.
“Actually, go back to the beginning. What were your reactions when you scent-matched with me?”
He looked intensely guilty, gnawing on his full lower lip.
“I don’t want to talk about that,” he said in a panic. “I want to talk about what I feel about you now.”
I just crossed my arms and glared at him.
“All right, all right” he said in a panic. “I didn’t want to get married. I just. . . wasn’t ready to settle down.”
“And you claim you arenow?”
“I scented you. I knew you were my fated mate. You’ve got to believe me, Piper. As soon as I saw you, all thoughts of any other woman left my head. It’s fucking wild!”
The only response to this was to roll my eyes, so I rolled them.
“What about you, asshole?” I asked Erain, interrupting Teddy.
“I have no excuse,” he said in a low tone.
“I heard what you said,” I retorted. “I heard what you all said. You didn’t give a shit then about me and I’m supposed to care now just because you were forced to scent me?”
“It’s more than that—“ Erain said.
“Are you going to deny you said those things?”
“I can’t deny it,” Erain said. “I can only apologize profusely, and swear I’ll be better. ”
“You dick is literally trying to dig a hole in the coffee table,” I pointed out.
“I beg you,” he said again, resting his head on my uncaring ankle. “Please let me prove it to you.”
His hands were tight around my ankle, but thanks to my suppressants I was able to take my other foot and pry him off.
“I will have to consult with the Spirit Guides and my friends in the Great Beyond,” Otis said.
“Naturally,” I agreed. “I would not dream of making a move without their guidance.”
“But in 3-5 weeks I might be able to come up with a personalized plan for exorcising the psychic demons that have plagued you.”
