wanted Sophie to experience. At his hand or any other.
He hit the wall, making a fist sized dent in the oak paneling.
Like a randy teenager, he’d been in the bathroom fantasizing about his mate. The mate he’d just scared. He hit the wall again.
He’d had to take a cold shower in the middle of the damn day to relieve the lust he felt for Sophie. Hearing her voice so soon after ejaculating to the image of her on her knees sucking him off had him shifting. He knew she’d seen the glow in his eyes. He pi cked up the file she’d dropped and flung it across his desk.
The outside office door opened and his father walked in.
The older man couldn’t help but notice Jake ’s distress. “What happened, son?”
Jake buttoned up his shirt and walked to his desk. Last nigh t he’d tried to have sex but he couldn’t . H e’d known even bef ore he’d picked up the bleach bottled blonde , he wouldn’t be able to sat isfy his lust. But he’d tried . Lord, how he’d tried. N othing had happened. Nada. Zilch. His wolf hadn’t come out to play so to speak.
“Damn it,” he muttered the curse this time.
The five foot piece of fluff had him so screwed up he was impotent around other females.
“What’s wrong?” his father questioned him again.
“Nothing, Dad.” He sti ll wasn’t ready to admit to his father , to anyone, that he had found his mate. Much less she had him so tied up in knots he couldn’t fuck. He took a seat beh ind his desk and the other man sat in lo w slung leather chair to the side .
“What did you do?”
“You’ re concern is touching. You r questions went from w hat happened to what did I do wrong in less than a minute. That’s a new record ev en for you.” He didn’t know why he was giving his old man such a hard time, his father was usually quite supportive of him.
“I can smell fear.”
Oh, that’s why he was giving him shit; he didn’t want his father discovering who his mate was. If he didn’t get his father o ut of the office, he’d recognized her scent and also know he’d just jerked off in the shower . There was no privacy between wolves when it came to emotions or bodily functions .
“I smell aroused female, Jake . Who was here?” He stared at this son, trying not to let the smile break through. He knew exactly who had been here, the same lovely girl he’d meet in the elevator. He also knew his son had discovered she was his mate some months ago. His son just didn’t know he knew.
“None of your damn business.” Whether Jake wanted to admit it or not , he’d started to exhibit signs that he was a mated male. The little failure of last night and g ro wling at his dad were prime example s . No one talked about a mate’s arousal. No one but a mate.
“I’ve tried not to interfere in your, um, sex life son, but I won’t abide you hurting a female.”
“Damn it, Dad, butt out.” He flung himself out of the chair to prowl in front of the windows.
He was saved from giving an e xpl anation he wasn’t ready to give by a knock on his office door. “Come in.”
His secretary’s eyebrows rose when she saw the two holes by d oor but she didn’t say a word which wasn’t unusual. S he’d seen some str ange shit in the last year but hadn’t questioned any of it. Because of her ability to keep a secret she’d risen in the ranks and now held the position of his personal assistant. She knew more about him than he cared to admit. She also knew he had the hots for her friend.
She smiled at him and ignored his angry counte nance. “Did Sophie drop off the file you requested?”
“Yeah, she brought the file. Would you care to explain why she brought it? ” He knew she’d been behind Sophie’s unexpected visit. They had gophers in the mail room to message files from department to department. There was no reason Sophie should have hand carried it. No reason at all.
As he expected she ignored his question. “I’m so glad she was able to help you . I s there
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