Powder pink panties and matching lacy teddy offered an almost translucent framing of her body. The intention wasn’t to cover anything. A gift from a friend already mate mature, Missie had been like a cousin to Georgie growing up: a cool older girl that she saw when her family hosted a gathering. This wasn’t one she had received at the head table of the party, it was too salacious for the rest of the pack to see. Hidden under her bed ever since.

Georgie assessed herself in the bathroom mirror of the twins’ en suite, squinting through the leftover fog of the shower, stroking down the fluffy edges of the teddy. Her skin was soft beneath it, slathered in lotion that smelled of geraniums and added a little shimmer. Glittery clips pinned her hair back, still damp.

The rattle of the suite’s door opening and closing startled her. She didn’t have a watch to check the time, maybe it just felt too soon to be thirty minutes since she left Casey by the boundary line. Maybe she was impatient. That sounded like her lovely mate.

Georgie hesitated, bouncing on her toes for a moment, shaking off her self-consciousness. Then she took the bathroom door handle and turned it, stepping out into much cooler air, and a fresh waft of her mate’s scent. Georgie froze. Not Casey’s scent.

Cove stood to the side of her bed, half-bent and rooting around in her side table. Or she must have been before Georgie stepped out half-naked. Her green gaze burned her bare skin, sending a masochistic pleasure surging through her nerves. Somehow, she seemed furious with her. Georgie wasn’t too happy with Cove herself. As her senses returned from their shocked vacation she smacked her arms across her chest and drew a knee up to hide the frilly panties.

“What are you doing?” she hissed.

Cove finally straightened, her expression incredulous. “In my room?”

“Casey is meeting me here any minute!”

She stormed towards her, a tower of muscle. “And I was supposed to know that how?”

Georgie’s annoyance dimmed a little. “I thought she’d tell you to stay away,” she mumbled. She let her knee fall just a tad.

“Well, she didn’t.” She was so close now Georgie felt herself magnetised to her again. If we could be just inches apart, why not just one inch? Her body throbbed in her proximity, urging her to simply attach skin to skin. “So, get out.”

Georgie gaped. “I- You-”

“Out.”

“No!”

“No?” She hooked over her, resting her forearm on the bathroom door frame. Her size alone was enough to intimidate, then there was the wild look in her eyes, like she had nothing keeping her from doing anything to her. And Georgie wanted her to, which was the worst part. She wanted her hands on her, she wanted her to strip her and throw her to the bed like she did that morning of her mate maturity and kiss her like she did that night in the tent and- “I can hear her coming.” Growled under her breath, the words sent a shiver through Georgie.

“What do I-”

She pressed two fingers to the strap of her teddy and knocked Georgie back into the bathroom, closing the door before she could argue. Outside, she heard the door to the suite open and close.

Not thirty seconds more and the same noise, only it came with Casey’s call of, “My mate, where are you?”

Georgie peeked out, far more cautiously this time. Casey caught her eye and lit up.

“I-” Her brain was still reeling from the altercation with Cove, she could hardly remember what she had planned to say to Casey. “I got this for my birthday.” She stepped out from behind the door and watched her mate melt. Mouth open, eyes darting all over her, hands twitching like any minute they might snatch at her.

“Wow.”

Georgie covered her face. “Casey!” Her attention fizzled in the air around her, tickling her, making her want to squeal.

“Wow.”

“Stop it! I’m embarrassed now!” She tried to turn and run back to the safety of the bathroom. A thick arm caught her waist and carried her backwards, dangling, to her bed. She laid her on the covers gently and kissed her from her ankle to her collar bone, playing with the gauzy material between her fingers. Georgie keened beneath her, soaking in her affections-

Three thumps on the door.

Casey lifted her head and yelled, “What?”

“I can smell who’s in there so you better be decent when I come in.”

Georgie kept her curse words trapped behind her teeth. That woman knew exactly how indecent she was right now!

“Can’t you just give us five minutes?”

“You can have two minutes to put some clothes on. It’s been a long day and I want an early night.”

Casey groaned into Georgie’s neck, sending vibrations in all directions that were pleasant despite her annoyance.

Georgie stroked her snow white hair and kissed her crown. “It’s okay,” she murmured. “When you have your own suite sorted I can put it on again and again.”

She sat up, sighed, and shuffled her hair through her fingers. “I’m sorry about this.”

Georgie followed her up. “Don’t be.” She had to stretch to kiss her cheek. “I left my clothes in the bathroom. I’ll put them back on and we can cuddle… quietly.”

It lifted Casey’s mood back up a little. And it lifted Georgie’s a lot to feel Cove’s glower against the back of her head while she wrapped herself around Casey’s torso. Dressed in Casey’s clothes. Feeling Casey’s fingers trace her spine as she drifted off to sleep.