Derek
“Of course, we trust you. It’s just.” I hesitated, sighing in frustration.
“Derek, what is it?” Ashlyn asked me, grabbed my hand with hers.
“Magnus gets anxious when you smell like another male, especially an unmated one,” I told her. And she signed.
“Okay, I’ll try not to smell like him, but I won’t stop being friends with him. We’ve been friends for 10 years. But I understand where you are coming from.” She told me, wrapping her arms around my waist, squeezing me tight to her.
“You have nothing to worry about. You’re officially stuck with me.” She giggled, looking up at me, and I leaned in to kiss her forehead.
“You say that like it’s a threat.” I laughed.
“I know I can be a pain in the ass.” She smiled, and Mason let out a laugh. And I pressed my lips in a line to hold in m
