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If I’d had eyebrows at that moment, I would have raised them. Chester didn’t strike me as a health nut, but even if he was one, surely he could have more than that if he fancied it?

Chester stirred his tiny portion with a sigh. “I know, I shouldn’t be having this amount of sugar, but I’m so damn hungry.”

If he was hungry, why wasn’t he eating the bacon? Fine, it wasn’t the healthiest choice, but I had this sickening sensation that health wasn’t the motivating factor behind Chester’s choices.

“Matt always gave me shit over what I ate,” he said glumly. “It’s one habit I can’t seem to break.”

A low growl started in my throat, but I clamped down on it before Chester could hear it. Instead, I used my snout to nudge the plate of bacon in Chester’s direction.

His spoon froze in mid-air. “What are you doing, buddy?”

I pushed the plate closer before sitting back on my haunches expectantly.

Chester’s mouth popped open as he looked between me and the plate. “You want me to eat some?”

A dog would probably bark, but I honestly wasn’t sure I could make that noise. I had other ways of getting my point across though.

Padding around the table, I laid my giant head on Chester’s leg. I batted my eyelashes up at him.Go on. Eat the bacon. You know you want it.

Chester paused before bursting into laughter. The hand not holding the spoon ruffled the fur between my ears. “Are you sure you’re a dog? Because I’ve never come across one who’s willing to give up bacon.”

Nope, definitely not a dog. Rather a wolf who was intent on seeing his human properly fed.

I butted my head against Chester’s hand.

“Okay, okay,” he said bemusedly. “How about we share? A piece for you and a piece for me.”

I’d have preferred for him to eat the whole plate, but I’d take it. Chester offered me a piece first, but I ignored it, staring at him.

“Fine, I’ll go first.” Chester’s spare hand ruffled my fur. “You’re a bit ridiculous, you know.”

Chester bit into the slice of bacon, his head falling back as he groaned. I mentally recorded the sound to replay later. When I was human. Behind a locked door with my hand on my cock.

“That’s so good.” He took another bite. “Fuck, I’ve missed bacon.”

I gave a quiet chuff of pleasure. Chester knew how to be happy, he just needed to be reminded that it was okay to let himself be.

Unfortunately, Chester mistook my chuff for something else. “Sorry, boy. You’ve been so good waiting for me. Here—” He picked up a piece of bacon. “—this is for you.”

I didn’t need to try and eat it like a dog. Thanks to how infrequently I ate in this form, I made a right mess. Not that Chester seemed to mind, immediately offering me another piece with a chuckle. At which point I sat up, ears pricked, waiting until he rolled his eyes and ate another slice himself first.

That was how I spent the first of what I hoped would be many meals with Chester; taking it in turns to wolf down slices of bacon.

Pun intended.

Once the plate was clean, Chester pushed it away. I immediately returned my head to his lap, unable to resist snuggling against his stomach. God, what I wouldn’t give to be in my human form and doing this. I could almost picture waking up in the mornings with him.I was a massive cuddler, not that I’d indulged myself in a long time.I hadn’t lived as a monk since Sarah died, but equally, I’d never had anything more than a one-night stand. Most of them couldn’t even be called that. A hookup in the alley behind the pub would be more accurate.

I hadn’t realised how much I’d missed intimacy until now. Chester didn’t know he was touching me, but I did.

Suddenly, I never wanted him to stop.

First though, I had to get him comfortable doing so inmy other form. I had to show him that that version of me was as unlikely to hurt him as this one was.

A plan began to form in my mind. It’d take time, but that was what Chester needed—time to get to know me. To learn to trust me.

Until then, I’d keep him company like this.

“You’re such a good boy,” Chester said quietly, his hand resting on the top of my head. “The bestest boy ever.”

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