Caleb
"Thanks for your warm hospitality." Aaron flashed a dazzling smile at the barmaid. He turned to me with a look of innocence.
We were inside the Wolf Den saloon at Alpha Beau's pack.
"What?" He shrugged.
"You know damn well, what," I chastised, "Your mouth runs loose when you're drunk." I rolled my eyes. "Look, do what you want, just don't embarrass us, okay?" I crossed my arms, casting him a reproachful frown.
Aaron's eyes bulged. "I'm not flirting or anything," he dismissed quickly. "I'm just being friendly." I knew better than to think he was flirting.
Aaron liked to think that he could charm people with his charisma. Sometimes it worked, and other times, well, let's just say he's fallen flat on his face more times than I'd care to count.
The same bubbly barmaid came back to
