Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 123: Picking My Battles

“So, what’s the deal with you and Knox?” I asked, side–eyeing my new companion more than a little curiously. I didn’t know much about what my mates had been up to while they were away. Perhaps I should ask them, but I had a feeling I would get the unedited version from Chase.

“Caught that, huh?” Chase asked, holding the door open to my bedroom. We had walked up here silently while I had stewed over the last twenty minutes. Deciding I would have to trust my mates and their reasons for asking me to leave, I let go of the anger and decided to make the most of the time with Chase.

“Well, subtly isn’t exactly your forte, darling!” I laughed, his eye row lifting at the name I had bestowed on him.

“Get cleaned up, and maybe I will tell ya… Darling.” Chase winked in a way that I am sure many women would find sexy. Me, not so much!

“Dick!” I groaned, ducking under his arm and heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I may not be able to do much about my clothing, but I could at least make sure I had fresh breath.

“Why don’t you have any clothes here?” Chase asked, appearing in the doorway, holding a bunch of Kane and Knox’s clothes. His face scrunched into an indignant frown.

“Did you go through my drawers?” I gasped through a mouthful of toothpaste.

and froth.

“Yes. I thought I would at least find a few lacy items.” He grinned, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. “But there is fuck all of yours.” He stated, a question lingering between us.

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“I have only been here a few days and haven’t had a chance to get my things from Mike’s apartment, and the bag of shit I brought with me is in Lilly’s room.” I explained, feeling toothpaste dribble down my chin.

“Ah!” Chase nodded before disappearing again. Rolling my eyes, I went back to brushing my teeth, washing my face, and brushing my tangled hair. Only when I had finished did I realise how silent the room was; fear crept up my spine as I poked my

head out the bathroom door to see the room empty.

“Chase?” I asked naively. He obviously wasn’t here. My eyes shot to the door, hearing a commotion on the other side of it. Sighing, recognising my best friend’s voice, I closed my eyes, knowing that a ball of anger was about to erupt through the door.

“Remind me to be more careful with my words next time!” I muttered to Sage, who was alert and waiting for whatever came through the door.

“You think he has gone to get your stuff from Lilly?” She asked, struggling to

hide how amused she was.

“Yep!” I grunted as the door opened, and a proud–looking Chase stumbled through, my bag hanging from his finger. A red–faced and angry–looking Lilly hot on his heels, demanding to know who he thought he was.

“Is this yours?” Chase asked me, ignoring the temper tantrum exploding behind him before he slammed the door in Lilly’s face while blowing her a dramatic kiss.

it’s like 6:30 AM!” I started to say

“Or I am going to have my mate beat your

Poor Seb has his hands full!” He laughed, tilting his head to the

it!” I grumbled, stepping forward to grab it, but he pulled it from my hold, hovering it above my head like the twins

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into my hands and nodding to the bathroom like my friend wasn’t banging on the door like a maniac. “I

the bathroom. I paused to

Lilly snarled at Chase, her hands wrapped around her slender chest in what I knew was supposed to be an intimidating pose. Her actions reminded me of her outbursts when

how to take Chase’s unbothered attitude. Watching the two

eyes locked on me angrily. Chase laughed,

princess dogs bite!” Chase warned her. “And

mutt!” She spat, her eyes glowing

you’re annoying as fuck! Like a wasp or a goat,” Chaser groaned, looking over his shoulder at me. “Is she

“Yes.”

arms over my chest again.

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nodding to the bathroom like my friend wasn’t banging on the door like a maniac. “I will deal with her. Go change. We ain’t

bathroom. I paused to look back, hearing Lilly’s shrill

at Chase, her hands wrapped around her slender chest in what I knew was supposed to be an intimidating pose. Her actions reminded me of her

take Chase’s unbothered attitude. Watching

Char, come get it yourself. Don’t send your mad dog to get it!” Lilly growled, her eyes locked on me angrily. Chase laughed, his back

Chase warned

She spat,

a goat,” Chase. groaned, looking over his shoulder at me. “Is she a friend of

“Yes.”

arms over my chest again. “She is just my brother’s

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stomach; I had hoped we had turned a corner after all

had moved past

needs that