Axel Moretti's POV "Then don't yell at them," she slurred, frowning deeply, and I couldn't resist the look in those big, green puppy eyes. You're weakening me, beautiful. I've gone mushy. Sighing, I let her hands go and looked at the others, 'you five are going to hear about this later,' I mind-linked, watching their mused expressions turn pale. Then, after trying to save the little pride I had left, something came in harsh contact with my ass. I jumped with a shrill squeak, whipping to face Angel, who's not quite acting like an angel, with wide eyes. She was standing next to me wearing the cutest grin I've ever seen, and it screamed innocent, but I knew better than to believe that. I felt everyone's eyes on us after my feminine squeal, and humiliation choked me for a number of reas

