#Chapter 61: Save The Pack, Or Let Them Fall?

I’m horny as hell, about to be frustrated as hell, if he means what he says.

“I’m sorry?” I ask, thinking perhaps I misheard.

He presses the heel of his palm hard against his dick as if trying to ease the throbbing erection I can see tenting his pants.

“I have a meeting,” he says again. “I stepped out for my headache, but now…”

I hate to sound this pouty but I can’t help the words that escape my l