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“You…” I started, stunned enough to flounder for words. “There’s a dick tattooed on my ass?”

She nodded, biting the edge of her bottom lip as she scrunched up her nose. “The tip of a giant, green dick.”

I rubbed my hand over my mouth as I chuckled. “I cannot believe you. That’s why it’s been so funny since I got it?”

“Yeah,” she drawled. “I thought you knew, though. You studied the design for like an hour before you even let him put the stencil on you.”

“I didn’t, but now I need you to take a picture so I can see it. I need to know if I should have it removed or swear you to secrecy.”

Her hands flew to her chest dramatically as she batted her eyelashes. “I’d be honored to take a picture of your dick.”

I rolled my tongue over my teeth, shaking my head. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She grinned. “Now, drop your pants, Druid. I haven’t seen your dick in a while.”

15

Sloane

Friday, June 5th

Midday

After an eventful morning, we decided to meet in town for lunch. I hated the idea, but I couldn’t say no to Jack. I was also curious to see how he acted around his mate, now that I knew what was going on.

The thought made me want to snort; I bit my cheek instead. Blaire was great, but Jack had to be confused. Or maybe he wasn’t.

I glanced across the table, studying the way he watched her pull up her hair. She definitely checked all his boxes and then some.

She was petite,and had dark hair and pale skin. She strutted on the line of sweet and bitchy. And from what I could tell, she didn’t mind his relationship with Grim.

I fucking loved Blaire.

I would slap my stamp of approval across her ass in a heartbeat.

Novak leaned forward, glaring at me from the other side of Stone as he hissed, “Could you not think about my sister’s ass? Or at least block those thoughts from me.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “First, Blaire has a great ass. Second, that’s not what I was thinking about. This is what happens when you hear things and don’t listen to the context, nosy.”

“Did he tell you there was a wraith wandering around town?” Briggs questioned.

“He wasn’t wandering,” Novak retorted.

I quirked a brow at him. “Oh?”

“Farris is a private investigator,” my vampire informed me.

Grim nodded. “Someone’s family hired him to look into a missing person report. And that case led him here. We didn’t know any of their names, so we sent him to Charlie. Hopefully, we freed whomever he was looking for.”

“Farris who?” I inquired.

“Reynolds.”

“Never know when we’ll have use for a dick. It’d be nice to have one in our pocket.”

Jack threw a fry at me, cracking up at the scowl on Briggs’ face.

“What?” I questioned, shrugging. “It’s easier when they’re accessible and come with references. Do you know how hard it is to find an experienced dick on short notice?”