“You got yourself a phone?” Decker’s voice through the phone was doing the one thing it shouldn’t be doing.
Soothing me. “Blake gave it to me.”
I heard him growl quietly. My thoughts flickered back to last night. My heart pounded. “Are you with him?”
“Yes.”
“Remy—”
“Last night… last night was great,” My head spun. This dress was too tight. This place too cold. I could feel my chest choking itself out of me. I swallowed. “It calmed me down.”
Silence, then, “I am glad it did.”
I want more. I'm so scared. Being with you makes me not think. I’m tired. Why am I doing this? Why am I here? I want you so much it’s killing me. “I’ll… probably come home late. Can you… can you stay with Wolf? Take care of him?”
“I will when I get home.”
Get home? Where is he?
“Hatchling,” Blake stood in fr
