The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates

Chapter 214

Chapter Two Hundred Fourteen

CANE

“Someone probably found your phone,” I say, holding my cell out for her to take.

Her mouth sours and the phone continues to ring. “Answer it,” Delllah tells me. Tell him we’re not here.

Him? 110?

“Tell him?” 1 frown, shaking my head. “You weren’t really at a motel, were you?”

“No,” she admits. “I wasn’t.”

She and Gayle share a look and this time I snap my head in Gayle’s direction just in time to see her mime the words, “Tell him,” to my

sister.

Tell me? Tell me what?

Gayle sees that I’m looking at her, I know she does. But to her credit, she doesn’t let it sway her. Choosing only to acknowledge me once she has Enished, her eyes snap to mine and she offers me a wan smile. The timid little turn of her lips is so endearing that I find myself smiling back.

The phone is still ringing in my hand so I look at it one last time, then block all calls from Delilah’s number. I can always remove the block, so I don’t worry.

When I look up at Delillah, her eyes are a turbulent shade of swirling blue and her mouth is sputtering wordlessly as if she’s in shock,

Shit, she’s worried.

“What’s the matter?” I ask, my brow furrowing. “Who is this guy and why does he have your phone?”

She shakes her bead, taking a few deep breaths and then looking toward Gayle for help.

“He’s her husb–boyfriend,” I hear Gayle say in a carefully cloaked voice.

Delilah’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Really, traitor?”

“Lilah’s the infamous Missus Quinn, Gayle chuckles, drawing my attention.

Lilah, huh? That’s cine.

I stare at her as she continues to laugh, her face going from simply sexy, which seems to be her standard setting, to adorably charming as her face lights up with joy from her laughter.

“You’re just mad because I refused your sexual advances, Delilah taunts from behind me.

Gayle gasps dramatically, sitting up to cross her arms over her chest. “You never told me you refused! I thought you were still considering

Somehow in the space of the last five seconds, my chest has begun to the and I rear back a bit, losing my inner peace as I take if in that Gorgeous Gayle is a lesbian. Well, that just really, really, sucks. I can’t exactly explain why it upsets me so much. She wouldn’t be the first chick I wanted to bang that turned out to be unattainable in her case, more ways than one. But for some reason it hits a whole lot harder this time. Maybe because I thought we had a connection and like I said before, my dick was painting a very different picture for

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    know she was

    throat to work so that I can ask a question. I’m still reeling and now I’m staring at Gayle like she is in fact a traitor. When she looks over at me and her laughter swiftly

    falls uncomfortably silent,

    lent finally findin

    voice. “So…

    starts ringing again and I swipe a hand over my face to hide my frustration before I take a look at the caller ID.

    Unknown Caller.

    ordering them silent, Chances

    “Hello?”

    Quinn. Before you decide to lie to me and say that Delilah isn’t there with you, can you please tell her that I know that she is and I desperately need

    thought, I say, “Sure, you can speak to

    laughing with relief. “Thanks.”

    her, closing her hands around my phone when she refuses to

    what that may have sounded like given our prior conversation. Then she turns to

    be in our

    all the signs? Is my baby

    to take my eyes off of her. And it’s not like I’m ogling her body either. I’m just staring in hopeless admiration at the back of her head. Like a fool who managed to convince himself

    that I’m already looking at her. Where is this shyness coming from?

    her body

    my

    face

    she inquires softly, chewing her lip

    sexy and I find myself hoping to paint a new picture. One where I convince her to give dick a shot and she agrees to one night of nothing but foreplay. That way, if she still doesn want

    I lie and try for a smile, just

    the bed until she’s on

    heavy, my dick twitching visibly in my shorts as her back arches and her sweet round ass rises

    is

    but then stops when she almost reaches the headboard. Curling her legs beneath

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    not fair. Although depressed, my cock doesn’t seem to be immune to her nearness and I can already feel it swelling. despite that I fight it. Looking down at my ever growing bulge, I grit my teeth and get ready to snap. Fully intent on chasing her out of here with some good old fashioned bullying, my mouth falls open to spit fire, but I meet her gaze and I

    at what I see on her face. Fear and hurt. Like the eyes of a frightened

    eyes of the girl that shifted in my

    way to her.

    I was

    But why?

    that my sudden change in demeanor means that I’ve recognized her.

    then after she fell, kicked her to make sure she was dead. Fuck. That’s ugly I can only hope she was still unconscious for that part. Dropping my rifle, I released the trap and

    a second. That all fell into the background the moment I saw her face. It was white noise compared to the shame and regret that I felt. I wanted to lay her down and turn the gun on myself. But then

    a few nights

    now… she’s here.

    I’ve scared her.

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