“They always want Jay first.” It had never bothered him before, but this was about far more than some roll in the goddamn hay. This was so much more than anything he’d dealt with before in his life.
This was his mate.
His every-f*****g-thing.
“I-It’s not like that with us,” she started to explain, her eyebrows twitching all over the place as she started to scowl then twisted it into a frown.
“Isn’t it?”
“No. If anything, it should probably be Jay who’s asking me that.” She blew out a breath. “After all, I usually come to you first, don’t I?”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “Do you?”
“I’m here now. I knew Jay wasn’t here.”
Kon raised a hand and rubbed at his eyes. “What do you want from me, Leila? To put a ridge between my brother and I?”
“No!” She let out a startled gasp. “Oh my God,
