With Abandon: With or Without, Book 4

with his brother thirty minutes ago. Best of all, his mate had claimed him, in a roundabout way. Oh boy, had he claimed him. The intensity of last night hadn’t surprised Matt. It was why he’d wanted to wait to get to know one another, but he didn’t regret what they’d done. If given the chance he’d do it again, especially now that Aubrey had marked him.
    “What’s that smile for?” Jordan murmured around a bite of pizza.
    Abandoning his backpack for a moment, Matt sat up. He’d almost forgotten that he’d gone to lunch
    with Jordan. “We’re going to Reynolds Hall today. I guess my wolf side is just anxious for some fun. I’m ready to hunt. It’s been awhile.” Which was true, if not the whole truth. The pull of the full moon energized him. And he couldn’t wait to see the plantation and meet Aubrey’s parents and pack. He was also going to get to hunt with Aubrey.
    Jordan nodded and picked up his Coke can. “I can relate. I’m feeling a bit restless myself. Nothing
    like a good run, is there? Is that why you’re skipping out early?”
    “Yep. It’s about a four-hour drive.” He took a bite of his pizza and adjusted his sunglasses. Too bad
    he couldn’t ride the Ducati to Savannah. “I’m supposed to pick Aubrey up at work and we’re heading out.”
    Aubrey had gotten Matt to drive the Lincoln and drop him off at work this morning. He’d shown Matt what buttons to push to give him directions to Aubrey’s office. Matt got a warm glow thinking about how
    Aubrey had put his reading glasses on to fiddle with the navigation screen. Who would’ve thought that
    glasses were sexy?
    “You’ve got that dazed look again.”
    Matt chuckled. “Just thinking about the car. There are a lot of cool features. It will give you gas
    prices, the weather report and even help you pick a restaurant.”
    Jordan swigged his Coke and laughed. “You’re a technology whore.”
    There was no denying that. “You should see my color identifier.” Matt grinned, remembering how
    much fun he and Aubrey had had with it the night before. Oompa-Loompa. Matt giggled.
    “Your what?” Smiling, Jordan raised his eyebrows.
    “It’s a little—”
    With Abandon
    Matt’s phone chimed, indicating he had a text. He dug into his pocket for his iPhone, eager to see the
    message. It was either Aubrey or Logan. Matt was happy to chat with either. It was probably Logan. He’d been concerned about Matt having to hide his and Aubrey’s relationship, but he’d understood.
    In his hurry to extract his phone, Matt didn’t get a good grip on it. As he pulled it free of his pocket, the phone flew right out of his hand. It hit the picnic table, skidded across it, flew onto the bench seat on the opposite side of the table and landed on the ground about a yard behind Jordan. “Oh crap.” To himself he mumbled, “Please don’t be broken,” hoping his phone listened.
    Jordan’s eyes got huge. He bit his lip to keep from laughing. Matt didn’t blame him. It was funny and an everyday occurrence with Matt—well not the phone, but other random acts of clumsiness. No doubt if
    Jordan stuck around he’d get as accustomed to Matt’s butterfingers as everyone else.
    “I got it.” Jordan set his piece of pizza on his plate and got up to get the phone. He bent and picked up Matt’s cell, hesitating just a moment before bringing it back. “It landed on the bottom. I don’t think it’s broke.” Handing Matt his phone, he climbed over the seat and sat down.
    Oh damn. He’d probably broken it. Whenever a text came through the screen lit up and showed the
    text for several seconds before going black again. It should still be on, but it wasn’t. Matt took the phone.
    “Thanks.”
    “Is it okay?”
    Matt pushed the button and the screen lit up. No scratches or anything. It appeared okay. “I think so.”
    He read the text. It was from Logan.
    ok, he’s your mate, u live together, y n hell havent u fucked him yet? whats wrong with u?
    Uh-oh. Had Jordan seen this? Nah, the trip across the table and the phone’s subsequent landing on the
    ground had turned the screen off. Too bad he couldn’t just tell Jordan too. Something told him Jordan would understand his frustration over having to hide his mating. Maybe he should tell Logan to be careful about what he texted next time anyway, just to be safe.
    “What?” Jordan asked. “You’re frowning.”
    “I am?” Matt glanced up. “Sorry. It’s nothing. Nothing I can talk