Justin’s POV
Helen scurried away from me, tidying her skirt and pasting an innocent look on her face. I yanked the front of my shirt down to cover my exposed erection, holding one hand across the other in front of any indiscrete lumps.
It wasn’t enough. At least not for me to remain uncaught. The warrior took one look at me and blushed crimson.
“Alpha King, I-I’m so sorry,” he stammered. “I thought it was important. I didn’t realize . . .” His voice faded out, and he turned away, facing the door.
“It is important,” Helen said, stepping in front of me.
I used the moment and her cover to tuck myself back into my pants. If anyone had ever said I’d stop that close to o****m, I’d have laughed at them. But I guess there are at least a few things that can interrupt, even at near c****x.
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