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“Of course he has washboard abs, Tess, but still I—”

“You’ve never even seen him, how do you know—”

“All wet and steamy and close together—”

“We were sitting across from each other I already told—”

“—and you didn’t let him clean your pipes.”

“Sorry for disappointing you,” I huff.

“I’m kidding,” Ada says. “I’m glad you got to relax. I just wish you would’ve done it, you know, naked. Preferably in the afterglow of some hot lovemaking. Maybe on a bearskin rug. Oh my God, is there a bearskin rug there?”

“I feel like it’s not in my best interest to answer that question.”

“There is,” she hisses with glee. “So spill. Did anything salacious happen? I haven’t had a real date in six years, Tess. You have to give me this.”

I feel my face flush as I remember what happened in the hot tub. I still haven’t told Adaeverything—and at this point, I’m not evensure why. Maybe it’s because I’m still figuring things out when it comes to my new life, or maybe I’ve just wanted to keep the bubble Hunter and I have made for a little while longer.

But I know I can’t stave Ada off forever.

“Well…somethingmight have happened.”

“Oh my God. If you don’t spill right now…”

I chew at my bottom lip. “Well…there have been some…weird things happening.”

“Penis-related things?”

I roll my eyes. “You know, for someone so anti-dating, you sure do think about penis a lot.”

“If you’d sworn off chocolate, you’d think about it a lot too. Now spill.”

“I mean, the doctor said there might be some weird side effects, right?”

“Right.”

“Well…there have been.”

“I swear to God if you don’t start making sense soon…”

“It turns out that Hunter is actually an alpha.”

“You’re kidding.”

“I am not.”

“That’s gotta be hell on your hormones.”

“You can say that again,” I huff. “Not long after we met, I started having these…mini heats.”

There is silence on the other end of the line for several seconds before: “I swear, if you fucked the hot innkeeper and didn’t tell me—”

“I didn’t!” I protest. “I mean, not really.”

“Notreally?”

“We may have done…some things.”