Free Accidentally on Porpoise by Tymber Dalton Page A

everything you can about this guy he’s seeing. Report directly to me, understand?”
    “Yes, sir.” He handed him a scrap of paper. “That’s the guy’s cell number. Emery called me from the guy’s phone yesterday. His name is Sean Morita, but that’s all I know about him.”
    “Good.” He pocketed it. “Once I know more about him, I will then decide how to handle it. If he’s driving a crappy car like you said, maybe I can pay him to leave.”
    “What if you can’t?”
    He didn’t want to say it out loud to Erik. Giving voice to it might make it so. It wasn’t an option he favored, but he wouldn’t discount it if it meant doing what was best for the pod. Exiling his son was never something he wanted to vocalize lest it come true. “Let’s just say I hope it doesn’t come to that.”
    * * * *
    As Joseph put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking lot, Erik did his best to conceal his smile of triumph. He wouldn’t have a problem sharing Emery. Hell, maybe they could find a kinky girl who’d take them both on for the good of the pod. He could still have Emery then, and Joseph would elevate Emery to pod Alpha once Emery had an heir. He could be as good as in charge by Emery’s side. He just needed time to show Emery how good they could be together.
    And get that damn monkey man out of his bed.
    * * * *
    Sean spent his drive to Sarasota thinking alternately about what he had to do that morning and wiggling his ass around on his seat to relieve the pleasant ache from where Emery had fucked him in the shower.
    His cock remained half-hard for the entire drive. A few times he’d tried sending silent mental messages to Emery, but didn’t receive a reply.
    Must be the distance. Sad panda.
    He consoled himself with the thought of getting back home that evening and into Emery’s arms. Even better, he’d checked his schedule and he’d have a rare entire weekend off. Some of their projects had to be conducted on weekends when traffic was lighter. This one, however, had opened up.
    The thought of getting out on the water with Emery turned his chubby to a full-on woody. Despite his initial shock and discomfort over the size of Emery’s penis, he had to admit in retrospect he was eager to try it out again.
    Soon.
    Guess that means I need to accept the whole dolphin thing.
    At lunch he called Emery. “My briefs are squishy.”
    Emery’s laugh on the other end churned his heart in a good way. “I can’t imagine why.”
    “Fortunately, I brought a spare pair to change into.”
    “Aww. That’s cheating.”
    “No, that’s not wanting to walk around smelling like a cumdump all day.”
    “I think you smell delicious as a cumdump. As long as it’s my cum.”
    “Oh, look at that. We’re already making romantic small talk like two old fuddy-duddies. Have you talked to your dad?”
    * * * *
    Emery closed his eyes and conjured the image of Sean’s face in his mind. He wasn’t going to worry his mate about the confrontation with his father. “You mean suffer through a lecture? Yes, but he’s full of hot air. Hey, I hope you come home hungry. Baked ziti and all the trimmings.”
    “Yum. It’s not bad enough you fill my ass, you’re gonna fill my stomach, too?”
    “One way or another, buddy. Call me when you’re on the way home so I can have it ready.”
    “Will do.”
    When he got him off the phone he tried to focus on his work and had trouble concentrating. He knew his father prized the pod over all else, but this was ridiculous. He was his son. He couldn’t put the other bullshit aside? Sure, in the old days, when they had to worry about being discovered, it made sense to keep the ranks closed tight. But now, shifters married humans all the time. Even other shifters of different races. They were better off banding together than isolating themselves.
    Fuck the pod. If his father cared more about the Alpha position than his own flesh-and-blood, he could have the fucking pod, and Erik.
    Now his