Page 174 of Unforgivable

"So that's not a new phenomenon then?" he teases.

I just snort.

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Thjis

She pulls on the shirt will agonizing slowness. It's silk, clinging to her curves like water flowing over her skin. Her honey eyes catch mine, and those bee-stung lips curve in a smile.

"Fuck."

"We could, you know," she purrs.

What the fuck is in that tea? I think it's an aphrodisiac. Or it heightens Lyri's fertility. Yeah, that sounds like something the old female would do. I hate it, too, because if I'm right, then the damage to Lyri means she can't ever have pups.

She licks her lips, smiling.

I step forward without even thinking. Irritated with myself, I blow out my breath. "Baby, we need to go. Trust me, you don't want to miss this."

She pouts. Shit. Maybe I can just- No! Out loud, I groan, "Lyri, sweets, please, baby."

"Alright, suit yourself." She sashays out of Rhet's room with swaying hips. I watch them, mesmerized until her sudden squeal startles me out of it.

"Sarj!"

"Lyri!"

I smile at the dramatics. Poor pup hasn't seen his favorite female in two days. Granted, he's been mothered by Tabitha, Bea, and Penny, but he's missed Lyri.

"I missed you, Sarj. All I had to keep me company was the big males," she says to him, hugging him tightly.

"They're so boring!" Sarj commiserates.

"I know, I know. It was awful. No video games. No UNO. No stories at bedtime. Torture."

"Poor Lyri. Poor, poor Lyri."

I'm pretty sure they're mocking me.

"I'm fun," I deadpan.

Both turn to look at me, then at each other with small smiles.

"Oh, of course, you are, Bear," Lyri croons, fluttering her eyelashes obnoxiously.

"Yeah, Bear," Sarj smiles and winks at Lyri.

"I let Lyri play with my joystick-"

"Thjis! Don't you dare!" Lyri screeches.

I burst into laughter as Sarj frowns from not getting the joke.

"Let's go have dinner, Sarj," Lyri takes his hand and pulls him toward the kitchen, tossing me a glare over her shoulder.

I just smirk and go back to watching her ass sway under the silk shirt.

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