"V, stop looking at me, you're driving." Hayden half scolds as he leans down to fiddle with the edges of his pants, his top sliding up to reveal his waist.
Virgil whips his head around to face the road in record speed, a splash of color on his cheeks. "How did you know?" He asks gruffly, wondering if his mate was now psychic.
"Your scent keeps spiking." Hayden blurts out unapologetically, sitting upright once again with a bright smile on his face.
"I wish I hadn't heard that." Virgil complains.
Hayden just shrugs. "Well, you asked."
They were almost to the city, his mom constantly ringing him up to monitor the progress of their journey.
It was still morning, late morning though but they had made it in good time, it meant they wouldn't have to drive back so late.
He didn't know which he anticipated the most, having his mom find out that her son was part wolf or seeing little baby Pixie, both were good.
