Everything was going to shit.

All of the plans I had so carefully made, thought out for so long...ruined thanks to the stranger currently hiding in the bathroom.

If he hadn't pretended to be Roman and stirred up trouble first, I wouldn't have been so nervous that my hands trembled. I was sure that was what had given me away. I'd been around wolf shifters long enough that I had learned to suppress many of my bodily reactions, their enhanced senses so good at picking up any little thing.

What should I do now?

Was Roman going to rape me?

As I was starting to panic, Roman's phone vibrated and interrupted his hand's leisurely crawl up my thigh.

"Beta Starke, your phone is ringing. You should answer it in case it's something important..."

his momentary distraction as an opportunity to push Roman away

me, but the look on his face told me that he wasn't done with me, and he wasn't worried about me getting

out his phone and looked at it. When he saw the number on

rough wolf and in its place was a

called that would elicit

these moments to try

while speaking. "Is there a problem? Why didn't I

on the other end was saying,

he added, "Okay, I'll

No, no, no.

City project bidding meeting tomorrow! Before I could try to

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