“Yeah,” I said, looking at a tree.

“Hey.”

“What?”

“Look at me.”

Jesus fucking Christ. I looked at him.

Even I could see the worry on his face. His stupid handsome face.

I felt myself blush.

“Maybe we should—” Mark started, but then Carter said, “Oh, no way,” and so I loudly said, “Carter, can I talk to

you for a moment? Now? Please? Right now?”

Carter gave me the biggest shit-eating grin even as Joe glanced between us, eyes narrowing. “What did you do?” he asked his brother.

“Absolutely nothing,” Carter said, sounding rather delighted about something. “And it’s amazing.”

“Carter,” I barked. “Now!”

Before the others could protest, Carter moved forward and gripped my arm, dragging me toward the forest. “This won’t take long,” he called cheerfully over his shoulder to the others.

“What won’t?” I heard Joe ask.

“Oh, I’m sure you’ll find out soon enough,” Mark said, and oh my god, I was doomed.

SINCE WEREWOLVES were impatient as all hell, Carter only dragged me far enough until he knew we were out of earshot before he stopped, dropped my arm, turned to look at me, and said, “You got a boner over my little brother.”

I had to at least try. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Carter said, “You drenched yourself in the worst-smelling thing you could find so you could cover up the smell of your boner.”

“Stop saying boner!”

He waggled his eyebrows at me.

I glared at him.

He said, “It’s about time.”

And so I said, “What?”

He squinted at me. “You and Joe.”

“What about me and Joe?”

“Seriously. That’s what you’re going with.”

It was either that or have a panic attack. “Yes,” I said. “That’s what I’m going with.”

“It’s okay,” he said. “You’re allowed to have a boner for my seventeen-year-old brother.”

I groaned, burying my face in my hands. “You’re making this so much worse.”

He snorted. “I highly doubt that. If you think it’s awkward for you, think about how I feel right now.”

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