Chapter 17:Not in my house(Henry's dad)

So I have to remind you a lot so you don't get any ideas," I tell him, trying to keep my voice low in case anyone was awake and able to hear us.

Archie comes up behind me to wrap his arms around my waist as his hand lays flat against my stomach, a little close for comfort. "But it's just so good."

His hand slides down to cup me through my sweatpants and I slap his hand away, turning to face him with an angry look. "What did I just say?" He gives me a guilty look before holding his hands up in surrender as he takes a step back from me as the room starts to heat up from the

shower. "It was my wolf, I'm sorry."

"Well, if your wolf can't control himself, then we might need to take separate showers" I tease him, and his face drops before he rushes towards me picks me up, and twirls me around as I yelp in surprise and I assume this was an apology in his way.

"I can control him," he tells me, setting me down before giving me a quick kiss and pulling his pyjama pants off before stepping into