“OKAY.”
Okay? That was my mate’s response to the thorny situation that I had yet to find a solution to?
One minute ago, Hunter had seemed ready to go full-on wolf and give Robert the type of greeting the agent had expected from me out on the highway. Then, a few seconds later, my mate had regained the calm, gentle demeanor I’d first fallen in love with.
In l**t with, I meant. Darned slip of the tongue.
On the other hand, the FBI agent was less complacent. As I slid a glance in his direction, I noticed for the first time that Robert’s hand hovered beneath his armpit and likely had during the entire preceding exchange. Either the one-body really needed to scratch an improper itch, or he’d been preparing to pull out some entirely human firepower if Hunter made the slightest move in the wr
