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Perhaps payback isn't such a bad thing after all."
    "All righty then." Jeff hopped up. "Coffee sounds good." He grabbed his jeans...When had his jeans come off? He could have sworn he went to bed--er, sofa--fully dressed. He felt up his naked chest. Looking down, he realized his T-shirt had been under his jeans. He must have been really out of it for Fenris to get him practically naked without Jeff feeling it. He stared at Fenris, trying to ignore how absolutely hot the man looked all tousled from sleep and covered in Jeff's sheets. "Boundaries. I has them." Fenris titled his head. "This!" Jeff shook his jeans at him. "Getting me mostly naked without permission is not cool."
    “You are hot?”
    “I would like to think so,” Jeff muttered. “Look. This is not about my cuteness. This is about my lack of clothes and your lack of permission, mister.”
    “I have all the permission I need, mate.” Fenris lifted the covers and somehow managed to stalk out of bed. He, of course, was completely naked.
    Yum. Jeff forced himself not to look. Bad libido! Bad! No cookie for you!
    Jeff managed not to eye the impressive package making its way toward him. He kept his gaze firmly on Fenris’s, um, eyes. “I don’t recall saying, ‘Why yes, Fenris, take it off. Take it all off’.”
    Fenris grinned. “First, you may call me Fen. Second, I believe you just did.” Fenris reached for him.
    Jeff, panicking, held out his hand. “Stay!”
    Fenris started to laugh, but his hands dropped away from Jeff’s waist. “That only works on dogs.”
    Jeff kept his hand right where it was. Fen hadn’t moved any closer. That was good enough for Jeff. “So telling you you’re barking up the wrong tree would be a total waste of time?”
    Fen’s laughter rang out, those amazing eyes of his glowing with happiness. Or was that hunger? Jeff noticed how amazingly pointy his teeth had become and had the urge to cover his neck. “I like you, mate.”
    “Jeff. Mr. Grimm if you’re nasty.” Jeff tugged on his jeans while Fenris dealt with his laughing fit. “Breakfast. Parental visit. Finding Grimm and kicking his ass.”
    “An interesting list of things to do, but I have one to add.”
    “What’s that?” He tugged the shirt over his head. Being even partially undressed around this guy was just asking for it. When his head was free he was startled to see how close Fen was. Their chests were almost touching.
    Fen leaned down and whispered in Jeff’s ear.
    Jeff felt his face flame at the absolutely filthy things Fen was whispering to him. He was pretty sure some of them weren’t anatomically possible, but fuck all if they didn’t have his dick twitching. “Uh."
    Fen looked deliciously wicked as he pulled back. “Where does that go on your list?”
    He opened his mouth to respond just as a knock sounded on the front door.
    “Gktch.” Jeff’s poor brain had departed for Happy Land, and his ability to speak had apparently left with it. He hoped they had a really good time together.
    Fen chuckled. “Someone wishes entry.”
    It wasn’t until Fen turned him and gently pushed him out of the bedroom that his body, if not his brain, finally kicked in. His brain was still firmly down Fen’s pants.
     
    Fen watched his mate stagger through the living room to the front door, pleased with himself. The man might deny it all he wished, but he wanted Fen. He could run as much as he pleased.
    Fen loved to play chase.
    He threw on some soft cotton pants, knowing how his mate felt about nudity around others. The door opened, and there stood Loki, Baldur and a dark-haired female with sharp features and a huge smile. Fen sniffed the air, some elusive, ripe scent tickling his nostrils. He nearly tripped over his own feet as he realized what that scent was.
    The female was pregnant by both Loki and Baldur. This, then, must be his mate’s older half sister, Jordan.
    “Fen.” Loki’s face paled, his chest heaving in deep, choppy breaths. “Fen!” Loki