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.God, he was cute. Hey, Bit. He kissed Keaton s forehead on the way in the house and handed him the puppy.Bit shut the door and locked it. What were you doing outside? I heard something and came to check it out.Saw a guy running off.Pita charged out the door afterhim. Keaton s eyes widened. Really? Did you catch him? He shook his head. Nope.But Pita sure tried. Pita squirmed in Bit s arms and Bit put him on the floor.He scampered toward the back of thehouse.They heard the dog door open and close. Is it safe for him to be out there? Chay shrugged. Yeah, we scared the guy off.I couldn t find any evidence that he tampered withanything. Hmm& Bit walked past him, still rubbing his arms. Did you get a good scent? Was it someoneyou recognized? He followed Bit into the kitchen.Bit stood at the refrigerator door, leaning on it, looking inside. Yeah, I got a good scent, the man was a wolf, but I didn t recognize it. Bit moved some stuff around in the fridge and stood back up, once again staring into the openrefrigerator. You think maybe we should call the pack? Or maybe the police? Chay wondered how long it would take Keaton to realize they needed to go grocery shopping. And tell them what? If I didn t recognize the scent, he s not from our pack and there wasn t anything messed with.Besides, I don t think he ll be coming back, knowing that I saw him. What did he look like? Bit started rubbing his arms again. I didn t see him see him, but I know he was about five-eight with a slim build.He had on a darkgreen jacket, a red ball cap and black jeans. Hmm.You think it was just someone nosing around? More than likely.Probably looking things over, seeing if there was anything easy to steal.I llcall John Carter tomorrow and see if any visiting wolves have checked in with him. Yeah, that s probably a good idea.Why don t we lock Pita in for the night though, just in case. Right on cue the dog door opened and closed.Pita came bouncing into the kitchen. I agree.It s better to be safe than sorry. Chay leaned against the cabinet and watched the puppygo to the fridge, put his front feet on the bottom ledge and have a look.Bit shooed him away.After another minute he shut the door and turned toward Chay. We don thave shit to eat. Chapter ElevenKeaton woke to an insistent whining noise.What the hell? The whine came again, followed by aconstant thud.He blinked his eyes open and looked at the clock.Eight a.m.Keaton grunted andmumbled, Fuck. He reached for Chay and came up empty-handed.Chay s side of the bed was cold.Which wouldexplain the thud.The man was insane for working out at eight on a Sunday morning.And how did helisten to that crappy music?Pita started whining again. Damn it. Keaton sat up and ran his hands down his face.Jesus Christ, he was going to have towork harder at tiring the man out at night.The thought that Chay could still get up at this time of dayafter the strenuous exercise the night before was a real blow to the ego.Apparently, the puppy had slept through Chay s departure too.Keaton threw his legs over the sideof the bed and padded naked down the hall to let the puppy out.He opened the dog door for Pita and cool air whooshed in, deflating his morning wood.Damn, itwas cold outside.He should get some clothes on, but his stomach growling brought him up short.Hewas already closer to the kitchen.What a dilemma.He shrugged and headed for the kitchen.He dgrab some cold pizza from the night before and take it back to bed and eat.There was bound to besomething on TV.Just because Chay was demented and up working out, didn t mean he had to get outof bed yet.He got into the kitchen and found the pizza box lying open, empty on the table. Damn it. Chaycould have at least saved him a piece.Shit.He wasn t a morning person at the best of times. Wakeup with no one to snuggle with, dog whining, shitty music playing, fucking freezing outside and nowno damned food. He growled.Pita came in from outside as Keaton left the kitchen.They walked together to the extra bedroomChay used as a workout room.He opened the door and the deafening tones of Gray Mummy or White Zombie or whatever thename of that damned band assaulted him.Whatever it was Pita thought it sucked too.He took off backto the bedroom.Wus.Keaton rolled his eyes.Chay sat on the bench in a pair of black wind shorts and sneakers doing biceps curls.Keaton blinked at the flex of sweaty muscles.Ooh, that was a nice sight.His cock appreciated theview too.His stomach, however, could care less, it demanded food.He walked over to the stereo andturned it down.Chay looked up at him and smiled. Morning, Bit.I didn t wake you up, did I? Nope, Pita did. Oh, shit, babe! I was hoping to finish working out and then go get you some donuts.I ate all thepizza. Wow.How cool was that? Okay, maybe he wouldn t strangle Chay over the pizza.He still hadissue with waking up in bed alone and shitty music& well and the weather too, but he didn t supposethat was Chay s fault, so he d let it slide this once.Chay set his dumbbell down and came to him.He bent and brushed his lips over Keaton s.Keaton considered not responding for about half a second, then decided that would be childish, not to mention cutting his nose off to spite his face.He opened up and kissed Chay back.Yum, pizza.His stomach growled again.Chay pulled back, smiling. Want me to throw on some clothes and go get you some donuts? God, he loved this man.He decided that the shitty music was forgiven too. Nah.I ll go getdressed and get some
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