A pillow hit my face. I shoved it under my head. “What?”
Meredith plopped down on my bed next to me. “You’re seriously telling me that Hotty McHottypants is in your room nearly every night and nothing ever happens? How is that possible?”
I rolled my eyes at her use of ‘Hotty McHottypants’ for Dastien, my mate. She’d been on a kick the past week, trying to find out about us. The thing was, he’d been a perfect gentleman. “He’s furry when he sneaks in. I swear.”
Meredith groaned. “Really? Every time?”
I cross my heart. “Yup. Why do you think my sheets are so hairy?” “Maybe because you needed to improve your hygiene practices?”
I snatched a pillow and slammed it into her face. “My hygiene is perfect, thank you very much.” I tucked my legs under my covers, and Meredith took that as an invi
