~More from The One and Only~
“Omigodomigodomigod.”
Tyler hopped up. “I told you once we find our mate, we’re done. No one will
ever draw our attention, that you wouldn’t even be able to get hard, because you
wouldn’t feel desire. Remember that?”
“Yeah,
so… well shit.” It hit Seth what Tyler
was saying. “I got hard.”
“And
the only one who should make you respond is me! Since I wasn’t there….” Tyler
gestured wildly. “Do the math!”
“He’s
our other mate, but we kind of already knew that, Tyler. This just proves it.”
“Fuck.
Fuck.” Tyler paced in front of Seth.
“Did he react to you?”
“I…
that tingle when we touched. I think he felt it.”
Tyler
groaned.
“Babe,
stop pacing.” Seth reached out and snagged Tyler’s hand. “I’m pretty sure he
didn’t know what was happening.”
Tyler
took a deep breath, held it, then slowly released it. “Yeah. If he’d thought
you were his mate, he would have reacted differently. Wonder why he didn’t.”
“I
doused myself with that cologne you hate so much, remember? Even you said it
messed up your sense of smell, so I’m going to assume it played havoc with his.
And I smoked on the way there too.”
“I…
I guess. I just don’t understand how he was fooled. I mean, you present as human.
You smell like one. I took one look at you, smelled you, and knew.”
“I
wasn’t trying to hide from you. I was him. Well, not him per se, just werecats
in general. I don’t have answers, babe. For all we know, Bast may have done
something so he couldn’t tell I was a mate.”
Tyler
groaned. “Great. Lovely. Sure. Why not? That makes as much sense as anything
else. Fuck, what did you say his name was?”
“Brier.
He’s about 6-foot-tall with a swimmer’s build—you know, long, lean, and toned.
Like most of your kind actually. He has shoulder length, light brown hair that
was parted on one side and flipped over. He’s lightly tanned, has an angular
face with a slim nose with a mustache with hair on bottom of the chin. He’s
sexy, Tyler. I won’t lie.”
Tyler
pursed his lips. “He sounds like it. But he’s a werecat, and that worries me.”
