#prettyboyboyd

She should really be use to finding members of the pack in her room when she comes home. So it really shouldn't have been such a shock that when she came back from her afternoon work out session, to find the biggest one in her room, on her bed. "Holy shit!" She yelled, pressing her body back against the door in fright. "Don't do that, dude! Lay off the creeper lessons from my brother...and get your nasty shoes off my bed!" She said, after her heart beat calmed, with narrowed eyes. "As much as I love seeing a tall, dark, and handsome man in my bed...I'd really rather it won't give me a heart attack. Now scoot over, I need a nap. You're my pillow since you decided to be here."

"Excuse me?" Juliana asked as she tapped a tall, young man on the arm. "Can you help? I'm really short and they decided to place the size of flour I need on the top shelf."

Right back at you big boy.

“B-boyd? Um, please don’t hate me for this.”

Seems we’ve got a couple of anons shipping Berica here.