finished for the day, we can go home and
eat—you never got more than a bite of your steak.”
“Oh, is it waiting for me?” Finn nodded, walking with him. “I
worked extra hard today and we finished all the trim. We got done early and the
Al—boss was very happy. He said we did good work.”
“You were motivated.” There didn’t seem to be any cabs and
it wasn’t too far back to the club, besides, the urgency had abated now that he
was with his mate. So they could walk.
“Uh-huh. I wanted to have lunch with you.”
“And now you can have more than just lunch with me.” Cort
was totally taken by Finn. Such a sweet pup.
“We can have a bath!” Finn’s eyes were lit from within.
“And I haven’t seen your wolf yet. I want to groom you in
both forms.” His fingers itched to feel Finn’s fur.
Finn looked at him. “I thought the rules said only during
the moon.”
“Maybe those were your pack rules, and certainly you don’t
want to be shifting on the streets in the city. But you can shift whenever you
want at the club.” It was one of the pluses of a club that catered to weres.
Besides, most of the club subs were wolves and many of them spent a lot of time
in their wolf form.
“Whenever you want?” Finn stared at him as if he were doling
out state secrets.
“Yes. It’s a safe place. Like in the wilds.”
“Oh. Oh, we have to tell the others.” Finn bounced a little.
“Of course. If I’d realized they didn’t know I’d have said
something yesterday.”
They crossed the road, the club only a few blocks away now.
Cort couldn’t help but hurry as they got closer, eager to get his pup home.
Finn laughed, running along beside him. They went to the side door and Cort
tugged out his card, running it through the reader.
“Almost home,” he promised his pup.
“Almost. Five days, Cort.”
Five days. More if Cort had his way. “I’ll have to get a
membership card for you so you can get in on your own.”
They went down the hall, turned right, then right again and
came to his rooms. Finn petted the door, bouncing on his toes, and Cort
unlocked it, groaning as his phone rang.
He pushed the door open, ushering Finn in as he answered the
call. “Hello?”
“Cort, it’s Kyle. What did you need?”
“Oh, Kyle. Hi. I wanted to make sure Pat and the pups were
sorted out. Bryan said they were good for two weeks?” He went to the kitchen
and opened the little fridge where Finn’s steak was sitting, entirely
untouched. He’d finished his own. He grabbed a couple of new eggs. He’d eaten
the ones that had come with Finn’s steak so they wouldn’t go to waste.
“Yes, two weeks and then we’ll have to make some decisions.”
“I need them taken care of. I have money.” He wouldn’t have
his pup worrying about his family.
“Let’s schedule a meeting after the moon, hmm? It’s a busy
time of month for me.” Kyle did sound a little more stressed than his usual
calm.
“I can do that. We have two weeks to figure it out.” Cort
smiled at Finn.
“Five days too. We have five whole days.” Finn was nearly
vibrating.
Cort nodded to Finn. Five whole days together, and two weeks
before he had to worry about where the rest of Finn’s family was going to live.
“Perfect. I’ll email you a date and time. Have a lovely day,
Cort.”
“You too, Kyle. Thanks.” He hung up and turned his phone
off. “Now we won’t be disturbed.”
He put the pan on the stove and heated it up.
“I’ll go put my work—Cort. Cort, I don’t have any clothes
but my work clothes.”
That made him smile. “I don’t have a problem with your skin.”
They could go to one of the stores in the club and find some clothes together.
But it would wait.
“I want to take these off. They smell bad.”
“Take them off. We can burn them.” He began to strip so that
Finn didn’t feel awkward about being the only one naked.
Finn chuckled but stripped off, padding into the bathroom
where Cort heard the
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