“I’m Elliot,” the guy who had caught the casseroles offered, holding out a hand. I gave him an awkward wave, figuring I might as well continue along on my awkward roll.
“Sorry, possessive wolf…” I gestured to the wolf, who hadn’t done a damned possessive thing other than licking my arm.
Yeah, I was totally going to use him as an excuse. Sue me.
“Right. Good thinking.” He flashed me an amused grin.
“I’m Dax,” the other guy I didn’t know added, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Elliot’s off to that side of you, and I’m off to the other one. If you need anything, just knock on one of our doors. Or yell; we’d probably hear you.”
My lips quirked up in a tiny smile, and I dipped my head in a nod. I liked Dax, automatically. He seemed chill, which was a nice change of pace from Teagan’s wild energy.
“Good to meet you both.”
“I’ll drop off the dinner in a few. Zed will be grumpy after burning the food, so I’ll keep him away.” Elliot winked at me, then he and Dax headed out the back door. “Just let us know if you need anything,” he repeated, before he shut the sliding door.
And then, I was alone with the wolf.
Mywolf, if Teagan and Ebony and the skyscraper squad were to be believed.