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hair.”
    “I would have left,” Bit whispered.
    “Huh?”
    “I mean if my mate was a girl. I’d have left. Well, maybe not left, I’d have made sure she was okay, but I’d never have told her I was her mate.”
    Chay raised an eyebrow. He had considered it briefly, but he knew he never could have walked away. He didn’t think Keaton could either, the attraction was just too strong. “Are you sure about that?”
    Bit nodded. “Yeah, I…think so.”
    He grinned. “This your way of telling me if I were a girl you’d kick me to the curb, Bit?”
    Keaton shook his head, smiling. “You don’t believe me? You’re a guy and I’m trying to kick you to the curb.”
    “Touché. But guess what? You aren’t going to. I won’t allow it.”
    Bit got pretty quiet after that, but he didn’t argue. Chay took that as a good sign. It gave him hope that Bit would eventually realize this was the real deal.
    As they drove onto the Reservation, Keaton started asking questions. The man had a real interest in tribal history, not all that surprising since he had a doctorate in history.
    “Do you have shovel-shaped incisors?”
    “Huh?” Chay blinked. How had they gone from the history of his tribe to his teeth?
    “Your teeth. Run your tongue over the back of your incisors and see if they curve in, like a shovel.”
    “I know what incisors are. I meant why?”
    “It’s a trait of indigenous people, that’s why.”
    He ran his tongue over his teeth. Oh, hey, he did have incisors that dipped in, didn’t everyone? “Yeah, they do.”
    “Cool.” Keaton practically bounced.
    Chay liked how excited Bit got. He filed it away in his memory. Keaton plus history equaled excited, happy, bouncy Keaton.
    After that, Bit rattled off all sorts of questions. Did he speak the Apache language? Did he ever participate in any of the tribal dances and ceremonies? On and on it went. By the time they got to Chay’s parents’ house he feared being dissected and put under a microscope.
    They pulled to a stop in front of his parents’ house and Bit got quiet again. Chay turned off the truck and pocketed his keys. “‘Sup, Bit?”
    “What if they hate me?”
    “They won’t. Come on.” God, he hoped he was right. His mom could be a real bitch at times. She had a real prejudice against whites. He opened his door and exited. Out of habit he walked around and reached for the handle of Bit’s door.
    Bit frowned at him and opened the door himself. “I can open my own door, Chay.”
    Chay chuckled, half-expecting Keaton to tell him this wasn’t a date and he wasn’t a girl. But Keaton only shook his head and walked up the walkway ahead of him. His attention zeroed in on that tight little ass in front of him. Bit had a nice ass. Shit. His cock stiffened again.
    Bit turned his head as he stepped up on the porch. “Chay? You comin’?”
    Not yet, but you keep teasing me, I bet I can get pretty close. “Yeah.” He gave Bit’s ass one more fond glance and jogged up the steps. He took a deep breath, willing himself to relax, and opened the door.
    “Chay.” Joe Winston got up from the recliner and grabbed his son in a big bear hug, pounding him on the back.
    Chay wheezed at the crushing embrace but returned the gesture. “Dad, this is Keaton Reynolds.” He stepped back and indicated Keaton. “Bit, this is my dad.”
    Bit gave Chay a quick glare then turned to Chay’s father. He offered his hand as he lowered his eyes and tilted his head to the side, showing his neck out of respect. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Winston.”
    Joe’s eyes widened. “Son, from what my senses tell me, I should be baring my throat to you. You are the stronger wolf, but it’s nice to meet you too. Please call me Joe. You must be the wolf Chay patched up the other day.”
    Chay frowned. Why did his dad think Bit was the stronger wolf? His dad was Beta of their pack. He was very strong.
    Wait. He hadn’t told his dad about Keaton, had he? “How’d you know about