Total pages in book: 220
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 212755 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1064(@200wpm)___ 851(@250wpm)___ 709(@300wpm)
I hated it when he was right.
That was supposed to be my role.
Sighing, I leaned back against the bed again. “I’d go right over and make sure he had little time where he got to relax completely.”
Wesley raised one eyebrow and looked over at the phone on the nightstand. “So?”
When had he gotten to be so pushy?
I was so proud of him.
“Fine.” Reaching for my phone, I huffed and pouted as he glared, waiting for me to do it. I wasn’t sure why it was so hard. I knew what Cohen would say. I knew what I would say if the situation were reversed, but maybe it was the pup version of being an overtired little?
Pulling up his name under my messages, I smiled as I saw his last text telling me to be good and not drive myself crazy with the apartment stuff. Yeah, he wasn’t going to be surprised when I messaged him.
What ya doing?
The simple message was probably too vague because his response made me laugh.
What did you do?
Grinning, I showed it to Wesley, who started to giggle. “He knows you really well.”
Rolling my eyes, I went back to texting my cheeky Dom.
Nothing. I’ve been very good but I was thinking if you weren’t busy then maybe we could have playtime? Pup playtime not Ian playtime.
Was that confusing?
Before I could show Wesley and see if he thought I should’ve explained that better, Cohen’s response popped up on my screen.
Come here, pup. Playtime and then cuddle time. Then I’ll make you dinner.
He was so good at planning dates.
Sounds perfect. I’m on my way.
Looking up at Wesley, I knew I had a silly grin by the way he was trying not to laugh. “I got a date with my Dom.”
Giving him another quick kiss on the cheek just to embarrass him, I laughed and jumped up as he tipped over again. “Don’t wait up for me. Oh, and as long as you don’t get punished for kissing another man, have crazy loud monkey sex while I’m gone.”
As I hurried out of the room after a quick pat down to make sure I had my keys, Wesley’s groan followed me down the stairs and I nearly ran straight into his Dom. “Sorry.”
He grinned, then gave me a very Dom look with a raised eyebrow. “Kissing?”
Nodding helpfully, I pointed back toward my room. “Yep, he’s been naughty and needs to be punished.”
I was such a great friend.
“Bye.” Bouncing out the front door, I couldn’t contain my excitement. “Pup time with Cohen, so have fun while I’m gone and I’ll probably sleep over there tonight. Have fun being loud. Wesley probably needs a spanking. He looked stressed.”
Two could play that game.
Chapter 11
Cohen
His pup was so close to the surface as he bounded toward the house, I wasn’t sure if he should’ve been driving. It’d obviously been too long since he relaxed completely and played, so I made a mental note not to let it get to this point again.
I had a feeling we’d both been too focused on Ian and the relationship between the three of us, and I hadn’t been giving him the time he needed.
“Come here, pup.” I laughed as he ran into me, wrapping his arms around me. “Hmm, I’m not sure you’re excited enough.”
He nearly giggled as he pressed his face into my neck. “I should’ve asked sooner, but there always seemed to be so many things to do. I like being Ian’s Daddy and playing with him and going on dates and just everything.”
Having too many wonderful options could definitely be stressful for an eager pup. “I’ll help you with that, pup.”
Kissing his cheek, I hugged him tight and just held him as his pup side seemed to ease back. When he finally straightened, he kissed me and gave me a sheepish smile. “Hi. I told Wesley I’d probably be staying here tonight so they can have loud monkey sex. Is that alright?”
Well, I thought sleeping over sounded wonderful but the rest…
“Did Wesley die?” He was not the most outgoing sub at Leashes & Lace. In fact, if it weren’t for him being so close to Bishop, I wasn’t sure I’d even know he existed. “I’ll help you bury his body, but I need to know what I’m dealing with first.”
My cheeky response got a wicked grin from Bishop. “No, but I might’ve helped him get a spanking. I’m a wonderful friend.”
His beaming smile said he’d enjoyed getting up to trouble.
I wasn’t sure I should ask but I did as I took his hand and led him inside. “What did you do, pup?”
He was very pleased with himself and didn’t bother trying to hide it. “I kissed his cheek, and when he was dying of embarrassment, I told his Dom he’d been naughty.”
Laughing was probably the wrong response, but I couldn’t help it. “I should spank you for stirring up shit.”