with the spicy sent of arousal. His body heat, the thrum of his pulse, were all like a siren’s song.
Their breaths mingled and their lips brushed together. Aubrey tilted his head to deepen the contact.
A sharp trill intruded, breaking the spell. Aubrey jerked back like he’d been shocked by a jolt of
electricity. Damn. What had he been thinking?
Blinking, Matt raised his head and turned it, looking for the sound. A blush stained his cheeks while
he fidgeted and took a sudden interest in his hands. “Sorry,” he whispered.
Aubrey retrieved the cordless phone from the counter next to the fridge and cleared his throat. The
caller ID read: Stuart, Tanner . Tanner came from a long line of wolves who had been a part of Aubrey’s pack for generations. Aubrey groaned and clicked talk . “Hello?”
“Aubrey? Listen, your dad said we should direct all calls to you, and I have a bit of a situation here.”
Tanner sounded amused rather than upset.
“What’s up, Tanner?”
“Well, it’s kind of a long story.”
Of course it was. Nothing with pack was quick. “Go on.” Aubrey glanced back at Matt.
Matt sat at the bar still looking poleaxed.
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Tanner cleared his throat. “Me, Jason and Corde went out last night. We had a few drinks, and one
thing led to another and we ended up back at Jase’s house.”
Uh-oh. Tanner and his friends were good ole country boys, the kind who had gun racks in their trucks
and Copenhagen rings on their jeans. They were simple, easygoing and practical, unless they were
drinking.
Aubrey brought the sandwich stuff to the island bar where Matt sat and began fixing them both a
sandwich. Where the hell was his dad? Where was Tee’s dad for that matter? Jarred Brandt was the pack
Beta. He should be handling this if the Alpha wasn’t available. “And?”
“We had a bit too much to drink and Corde—”
Someone—probably Corde—grumbled in the background, proclaiming the whole ordeal to be
“Damned stoopid.”
Aubrey didn’t have a clue what took place, but already he was inclined to agree since alcohol was
involved. “What happened?”
“Long story short?”
Matt started helping Aubrey with the food. He put mustard on the bread and above the bread he
pantomimed spreading the mustard.
Pointing at the drawer with the knives, Aubrey leaned against the cabinet. “Please.” The shorter the better.
“Corde peed on Jase’s house, and now Jase is all mad and—”
“What?”
Matt froze at the open knife drawer. He slapped a hand to his mouth. His shoulders shook, but he
effectively muffled the laugh.
“He—”
“Peed on Jase’s house. Yes, I heard you. Put him on the phone.” Pinching the bridge of his nose,
Aubrey shook his head, unable to decide between laughing and crying.
“Tell him we’re wolves, not dogs,” Matt whispered. His cheeks tinged bright red from holding back
his mirth.
Exactly. Aubrey groaned. “Just shoot me.”
Matt’s shoulders shook harder.
“Umm…hello?” Corde sounded like a repentant child.
“Peeing outside? What are you, six?” Aubrey asked.
The dam broke, figuratively speaking. Matt threw down the knife and ran into the guestroom,
slamming the door. Loud belly laughs followed.
Aubrey bit his bottom lip to keep from joining in. “Dude. No. Just no. What were you thinking?”
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“Me? Why is Jase acting like such an ass? This is ridiculous. I can’t believe he’s mad. He was as
drunk as I was. It’s not like—”
“Like you marked your territory on his house?”
There was silence.
“Well?”
“Shit! I didn’t think of that.”
Tanner laughed in the background almost as loudly as Matt.
Aubrey let the smirk slide into place, fairly confident he could hold back his laughter now. “Go
apologize.”
“Yes, sir.” Corde hung up.
Aubrey tossed the phone back onto the counter and picked up on making sandwiches