His Mate, His Son, His Regret
You say s**t about me being here without Parker’s unnecessary approval, asshole, I will send the picture I have of you from the time you got your eyebrows cleaned up and they accidentally waxed them completely off to every warrior in this pack, Carli snarls at me.
“Oh, I have one of him in a pair of high heels, helping me stretch them and break them in,” Simone adds.
“You told me you didn’t take a picture of that,” I growled.
“I lied,” she smiles sweetly at me.
“I have a picture of him in my wedding lingerie,” Courtney just had to pipe up.
“You said that was for your eyes only,” I muttered through clenched teeth.
She giggles, the sound melting some of my agitation. Fk, if Courtney wants to s
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