Page 6 of Pucking With My Head

There was no way in hell I liked the idea of her taking a bus late at night. Sure, it was only late afternoon, but it was already starting to get a little dark, and I didn’t want her to take any risks.

Did she not have a car?

What was I saying? She was a student; of course she didn’t have a car. Most students didn’t need cars because everything they needed was on campus.

“There’s no way in hell you’re taking a bus,” Cullen growled. “I’ll pick you up.”

“W-wha—there’s no need for that! Honestly, I am more than happy to take public transportation,” she assured us, her tone surprised.

Was the idea of us offering to give her a lift really that shocking?

“We insist,” I said firmly.

“Where do you live?” Cullen asked in that gruff voice of his. I raised my eyebrows at him. Did he have any idea how grizzly he sounded?

“I…uh…”

“You can simply tell us a nearby location where we can pick you up from if you’re not comfortable letting us know where you live,” I assured her gently, glowering at Cullen as I did. He was coming on strong; the last thing we needed was for him to scare her away.

Somehow my pack mate’s eyes widened even farther when the meaning of my words sank in.

“No, it’s okay!” She reeled off the address and Cullen nodded.

“I’ll be there in fifteen. Is that okay?” he asked.

“S-sure. I’ll get dressed now.”

She wasn’t dressed? What was she wearing? That was an avenue I really shouldn’t be letting my mind go down. Bethany was about to be in our house, looking after our child. I could not be thinking dirty thoughts about her.

The sound of splashing water that echoed through the speaker only confirmed her nakedness.

“Thank you so much for this. Cullen is already out the door. He drives a black Lexus.”

“That’s good to know. Thank you. Honestly, I’m happy to look after Joey. She’s such a sweet kid, and I owe you guys big-time after everything you’ve done for me.”

“You owe us nothing. Hell, we oweyoufor this.”

Bethany’s beautiful laugh reached my ears. “That is something I think we’re going to have to agree to disagree on, Jensen.”

The use of my name made me instantly rock hard.

Chapter 3

Beth

Holy fuck.

Holy fuckity fuck.

I needed to keep my cool, but that was hard to do, considering Cullen Noble was on his way to pick me up.

My humble home consisted of a small studio that I did my best to keep neat, all my decor in shades of pastel purple or pink.

Even though I tended to dress in muted colors, my home and my nest were another story. I was a pink girly, and I wasn’t ashamed of that.

As I looked over the space, I started to doubt that pride. Did the space seem childish, immature?

Not that Cullen Noble would be seeing it, because I had every intention of meeting him outside on the street. Rushing as fast as I could, I threw on a pair of comfy leggings and an oversized hoodie and yanked my hair into a messy ponytail.

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