Page 6 of Tempting Fate

“Threaten, then. Pressure, maybe?”

“You’re not as funny as you think you are.”

Flynn gives me a look that tells me he knows I’m full of shit. I sip my tea and wince. It’s scalding, even though I saw how much milk he put in it—the same amount I usually would.

“It was you or a pup,” I admit finally, with a sigh. “Or someone from outside the city, anyway.”

Flynn winces. He doesn’t take anything to heart, which is the thing I like about him the most. Now that he’s disentangled himself from some of the more annoying wolves, he’s much more bearable to be around, which is good, since I’ve seen more of him since taking over Dax’s shifts at the pub.

“Yeah, I might just be the better choice,” he says with a grin. “So, what’s going on with you? Obviously, I am now tragically single, so we should fix that. Any new guys in your life?”

I try not to think about Jamie and immediately fail. “I… No. No one.”

Of course Flynn fixes on the hesitation like the wolf he is, leaning forward in his seat so quickly that tea almost sloshes over the lip of his mug. “Who is he?”

“I just said there’s no one.”

“Yeah, but you were lying.”

“Flynn…”

He holds up one hand in surrender and leans back, and I realise I’m fighting a smile of my own. “Yeah, yeah. Sure. Is he cute?”

“I thought you were straight.”

“I’m not asking if I’d think he was cute. Is he?”

“I—” Fuck’s sake. My wolf twitches with the sudden urge to go find him, but I know when I get there, it’ll just be the same disappointment again.

Jamie’s not my mate. I need to accept that.

“Oh, you’ve got it bad already, huh?”

“What? No. I—”

“Yeah, yeah. That’s how I looked before I moved in with Stephanie.” Flynn lets out a wistful sigh. “She was perfect. So confident, so bossy…”

“Bossy?”

“Let a guy like what he likes,” Flynn says, flapping a hand in my direction. “Anyway. Six months was more than enough, I guess. Maybe we shouldn’t have moved in together so quickly.”

“I thought you lived together for eight months?”

“Hm. That’s my point.” I frown. I don’t think I understand the point at all. “Anyway. Plans. Wingman. That’s what we were talking about. And then when you’re ready, you’ll tell me all about your guy so I can help you win him over.”

“I will?”

Flynn’s grin is wide enough to show all his teeth, and I might be a wolf too, but somehow, I feel like I’m the one about to get eaten up.

“Yeah, you will.”