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

  1. me.

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    really thought… no, not thought. I know she was flirting with me

    to work so that I can ask a question. I’m still

    room falls uncomfortably

    lent finally findin

    voice. “So…

    over my face to hide my frustration before I take a look at

    Unknown Caller.

    a finger to my mouth, ordering them silent, Chances are it could be Roman, but my

    “Hello?”

    decide to lie to me and say

    so much as a second thought, I say, “Sure, you can speak

    Quinn says, laughing with relief. “Thanks.”

    ignoring her soupcan glare. Roman doesn’t have any canned goods,” I inform her, closing her

    what that may have sounded like given our prior

    in

    all the signs? Is my baby sister

    my back slightly inclined against the five fluffy pillows along the headrest Gayle hasn’t turned around to look at me, but I can’t seem 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 it was alright to believe in unicorns, only to learn that they only revealed themselves to women. Stupid analogy, I know, but I’m not much of a reader.

    when she sees that I’m already looking at her. Where is this shyness

    her body

    of my

    face

    me?” she inquires softly, chewing her lip when I don’t respond. “Before Quinn

    agrees to one night of nothing but foreplay. That way,

    just so

    sure?” She turns herself on the bed until

    eyes go instantly heavy, my dick twitching visibly in my shorts as her back

    girl is evil

    reaches the headboard. Curling

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    I inhale. It’s torture, and it’s 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

    on her face. Fear and hurt. Like the eyes of a frightened

    of the girl that shifted in

    way to her.

    afraid of what I was about to say

    But why?

    sudden change in demeanor means that I’ve

    my rifle, I released the trap and tried to gather her up to throw her body over my shoulder. Then… she shifted

    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 her eyes popped open and she stared at me for a long moment before leaping out of my arms and racing away. Then, Charlie

    was only a few

    she’s here.

    somehow, I’ve

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