When the Alpha Howls
“You’re one of those conspiracy people.”
“I am,” she said proudly. “Thank you for noticing.”
I poured tea into mugs and added sugar, too much, as usual. Bailey watched, horrified.
“Sweet tea,” she said, sounding like she’d discovered a crime. “You’re a sweet tea person.”
“Yes,” I said, defensive on principle.
Bailey leaned closer, eyes gleaming. “Okay. So here’s what we do. We start a book club.”
I blinked. “What?”
“A book club,” she repeated, like it was obvious. “For romance. Specifically romantic fantasy. Specifically.” she lowered her voice again, conspiratorial “ the ones with wolves.”
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