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“Perhaps we shouldn’t do it in the room.” I jerked my head at the rumpled bed.

“Right, the staff will want to clean it.”

He was so adorable I wanted to plant my lips on his, but my brother phoned, and I told Joss to shower first. I was reluctant to remove his scent from my skin, but I was covered in dried sweat and slick.

“How’s it going?” Booker was never interested in what I was doing unless I was F-ing up and he announced he could do better.

“Fine.”

“Is it going to rock your world?” He was referring to the new systems Joss had designed.

“It already has.” I said it with such finality I heard the whoosh of air from my brother's mouth.

“Okay then… I’ll let you get on with it.”

I wished it was, theitbeing back in bed with my mate or out in the woods, taking my fur and showing him who I really was.

“See you soon.”

He ended the call, but I wasn’t going to waste time thinking of my brother when my mate was in the bathroom, naked and standing under a steaming stream of water.

I must have stood still, daydreaming about bending over a very wet Joss and plowing into him, because suddenly he was in front of me, dressed in a soft white robe and asking if I was okay.

“Fine.” I waved the phone at him. “Booker just being his usual self.”

“I sense some rivalry between you. What’s that about?” Joss toweled his hair.

I screwed up my face in anit’s nothingkinda way. “The usual sibling crap.” Discussing Booker was not on my to-do list during our stay.

“Your turn.”

“To do what?” Damn, my brother being in my head, I’d lost track of what my mate was saying.

“Shower?” He made a face. “Unless you’re one of those people who believes water and soap remove the natural oils from your skin.”

“Definitely not.” I was a two showers a day guy.

I went into the bathroom, swaying my butt and hoping Joss was looking. Again, it was Booker’s fault I didn’t get to be naked with my mate while soaping his body.

Anything that went wrong today, I was going to blame on my brother.

“There are secluded tables on the terrace where we won’t be overheard.” I followed Joss as he led me outside.

But with a view of the woods, my beast clamored to be let out.

“You don’t enjoy the great outdoors.” Joss opened his laptop as he spoke. It was a statement.

“Why do you say that? I leave the city at least twice a week and spend time on land the company owns.”

My mate peered at me over his computer. “Never would have guessed. The look on your face said otherwise.”

This is your fault, wanting to shift without me talking to Joss first.Back down.

My fox grumbled about never having any fun, but he curled up and said he was going to nap.

Joss ordered coffee but waited until the waiter delivered it before placing the computer between us. “Are you ready for this?”

I shuffled my chair closer to his so our thighs were touching. “For it to revolutionize my life and save the company from going ass up? Absolutely.”