Zora
Damn, she means business
Me
He did tell me we could only be business or pleasure, and he picked the former
And he’s definitely going to regret it
Clem
Keep us updated!
And tell us if Porter disposes of the underwear so you need more
Me
I will
Love you
Zora
Love you
Clem
Love you!
Avery
Love you. Don’t do anything irreversible
Me
I won’t
Probably
After a minute, I sent one more message.
Me
How much would you guys judge me if I got a clitoral hood piercing for the sake of this war?
Their answers made me laugh so hard, I heard Porter howling through the door.
The bastard could be as loud as he wanted—I wasn’t opening it for him.
My package arrivedwith a knock the next morning. I pulled the door open carefully, peeking outside until I saw Porter asleep on the floor, completely naked in his human form, and snoring loudly.
I could’ve thrown a towel or blanket over him, but my feelings toward him weren’t the loving or helpful kind at the moment. So, he didn’t get a towel.
I quietly accepted the package from the drowsy wolf dude who’d stepped over Porter. He nodded at me before heading down thehallway, and my heart pounded like a drum as I slipped back inside with the goods.
The grin stretching across my face was so massive, it nearly hurt.
The plan was disgusting—but it would work, and no one would die. Probably.