Loud rapping against the wooden door startled me, and Luka’s head fell against my shoulder.
“Go away,” he snarled.
“No can do. Got a godpup to meet,” the voice sing-songed and I just about leaped out of Luka’s grasp.
“Godpup…. What the f**k?” Luka lifted his eyes to mine, his brows pinched together.
He must have seen the look in my eyes because he uncaged me from his arms. I wasted no time hopping down from the counter and rushing to the front door.
Ripping it open, I laid eyes on him and the floodgates opened back up.
“Goddess be damned, you really do have feelings,” Calix smirked with a lopsided grin.
“I f*****g hate you,” I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his large frame.
“Same, now, where the f**k is my Godpup. Didn’t come here for you. Came for him,” Calix plucked me
