keys, his heart beating a million miles a minute. He probably shouldn't have hit the guy in the head, but he didn't think a tap on the shoulder would have worked.
As soon as Brian was locked inside his car, he looked in the mirror and saw the man still lying in the car pack. As much as he wanted to start the car and drive away, leaving the man, he couldn't do it. Brian pulled his phone from his pocket and called his mate. Marcus would know what to do.
Chapter Four
Jake sat in his office on the day before Valentine's Day with Alex, Marcus, and Simon opposite him in client chairs. They had all taken time out of their lunch breaks to come over and finalise plans for the following day.
"How's the flower and chocolate delivery going, Marcus?" Jake asked. The fact that Marcus's mate co-owned the best florist in town made things a little difficult in situations like these.
"Sarah called me this morning. Everything is set to go, not a single rose in sight for any of our orders and Brian doesn't have a clue." Marcus grinned widely at pulling a fast one over on his mate. Sarah had been all too happy to help them out.
Jake wasn't sure about the no-roses option, Valentine's Day usually meant roses in abundance, but listening to Brian complain every year about the predictability of man when it came to flowers at Valentine's, they'd all decided to finally heed the man's advice. If Patrick didn't like it, Jake could always go back to roses next year.
"So, Alex and Marcus, you're both planning on taking your men out to dinner, right?"
Alex nodded.
"Yes," Marcus agreed.
"And Maryanne and Joe have agreed to have all the kids for a sleepover?"
"Yep, they're being dropped of tomorrow afternoon. Mum can't think of a better expression of her love for Dad than being surrounded by all her grandcubs tomorrow." Alex chuckled. "Not sure Dad completely agrees, but he'll go along with whatever Mum wants. He always has."
The other brothers nodded their agreement. Jake hadn't grown up in the house, but being Alex's best friend, he was there often enough to know that that the Alpha was correct. Joe worshiped the ground Maryanne walked on and gave his wife practically anything she ever asked for.
"How's Zack today?" Jake asked Simon.
Simon smiled indulgently at the mention of his mate. Jack couldn't blame him. Jake knew he did the exact same thing whenever anyone mentioned Patrick to him.
"He's tired, sleeping a great deal, and sick of being confined to bed. With Mum hovering, though, he doesn't dare to get out of bed for longer than it takes to make it to the bathroom and back again. She'd skin him alive if she caught him." Simon sighed. "I didn't think being pregnant would be this hard on my mate. I hate seeing him like this."
"How are your plans coming for tomorrow night?" Alex asked. "You'll have the entire house to yourself."
"It's a little hard to set something up with my mate being confined to our room. But I purchased a lovely silk blindfold the other day, so he won't be able to see me set the candles. Then it's a candlelit picnic in bed, followed by a slice of his favourite pie."
Alex nodded and turned back to Jake. "How about you?"
"I'm packing a picnic and taking Patrick to the pack lands and running with my mate."
"Sounds like a good plan," Marcus said.
"What happened to the guy that accosted both Jason and Brian?" Jake asked once talk of Valentine's Day had finally ground to a halt.
"He was admitted to the hospital with a concussion." Marcus grinned proudly. "Brian really gave the man a solid whack to the head. Dented the hell out of a couple of the cans of nectar. You should have heard Brian bitch about that fact. He had to go and buy more as apparently you're not supposed to use dented cans. I tried to tell him it was okay since the dent had only just happened. But he wouldn't listen to me."
Alex laughed. "I didn't know he did that."
"Yep, the silly man was adamant." Marcus paused in thought for a moment. "It could've
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