Filed to story: Sinful Mates (Imogen) Book by Jessica Hall
“What’s it about?” Theo questions, shifting closer to me.
My lip twitches, should I really tell him everything? It’s hard to sit there with my thighs clamped together as my heart beat pounds through my body. Jane is a master at heat and I can easily imagine the two male leads in the reverse harem as my bosses. “There’s a waitress that works at this diner. She’s having these heated dreams and then this guy shows up that’s from the dreams. He ends up being one of her mates and is trying to protect her from this crazy killer beast.”
Theo’s eyes widen a bit. “One of?”
I nod. “Yeah, I told you, I like reverse harems. One woman, lots of men. Though a few of these men are perfectly fine with keeping each other entertained while they’re waiting for their lady,” I chuckle at him, but he doesn’t turn red. If anything, he looks genuinely interested.
“Hmm interesting, I will have to check it out. What did you say the author’s name was again?” Theo asks, pulling his phone out of his pocket.
“Jane Knight, but it’s on Patreon.”
Theo nods to my words. “Yes, and I signed up for it to help support her. If you like her, then I’m sure she’s great at her craft.” He turns his phone around to show me he’s signed up for her highest tier, show off.
“So, what has brought you here?” I ask, keeping the snap from my voice.
He chuckles at me, eyes twinkling. “You’ve got my keys.”
My cheeks burn, I forgot all about it. “Sorry.”
“And, I got you a present.” He announces with a smug smile. “And before you get worried or yell at me, no, I didn’t spend any money on it.”
“Present?” He said he hasn’t spent any money, so that means I can possibly accept whatever he has done. But he doesn’t have anything in his hands.
“Go open the door to the courtyard,” his words are soft, but excited. He wants to see my expression over this present of his.
I set my phone down and make my way to the courtyard door. I pull the curtain away from the windows. Out in the dark, a blob of black is pressed against the door, waiting for me. I squeal, thrusting the door to the side as I race out and throw my arms around his big neck, I thought I lost him! “Where did you find him?” I gasp.
Pesky tears are brimming again. I’ve been so emotional today and I’ve read instead of taking that needed nap.
Theo pretends not to see me on the verge of breaking down. He rises up another several notches on my rankings. I wipe my eyes off on the dog. “He was at your old storage shed, sulking and lonely and crying over a belt you left there. Bit of a crybaby if you ask me. He was a bit bigger than you let me believe, I barely got him into the taxi, and do you know how upset the driver was?”
I shake my head, burying my head in his fur and resting my face against his furry one. He licks me, clearing away all traces of my tears. Am I allowed to be this happy?
“What are you going to name him?” Theo questions, eyeing us both.
Name? I have just treated him like a stray all this time. I’ve never dreamed that I could keep him. “Are dogs allowed here?”
Theo chuckles. “Yes, but there is a strict policy on cats. No cat, not even therapy ones.”
I shrug. “I have no idea yet. Maybe he’ll help me think of one.” I tap my leg and the dog bounds over to me. He jumps onto the couch and stretches himself out, getting comfortable right next to my reading spot. What a smart pet.
Theo takes a seat beside him, roughly petting his head. I wince for my new friend. “He’s just getting comfortable wherever he wants, huh?” Theo questions.
“Yeah,” I agree with a grin. “I’m glad. I was worried he wouldn’t adapt to apartment life but I think we’re going to be great.” Oh! I get to my feet. “Hey boy, I’ve got a surprise for you.” I go to the kitchen and grab the can and a can opener. “Where’s Tobias anyway? Waiting for me to grovel and apologize?” That’ll never happen. I could apologize to Theo, but Tobias has gone over the line.
“I think he’s still sulking over your last argument. I’m sure he’ll turn up once he realizes how much of an ass he was to just do things without telling you. I bet it was a shock getting that receipt.”
The can opener pierces the metal and I aggressively turn the wheel a few times. I wish that Theo hadn’t reminded me of all that. I cut the top off the can and throw it away. Grabbing a bowl, I pour the dog food into it. Huh, considering how much I spent this doesn’t exactly look gourmet, and it smells even worse.
“Imogen? What are you doing there?” Theo calls with a cough. “Something smells hideous.”
I want to be a smartass, but I agree with him. This dog food stinks badly.
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