No, no, no, and 11. I’ll see you all later!
“Only eleven?” Cole reads over my shoulder. “I can do better.”
After noticing the time, I groan and roll out from under his tree-trunk of an arm. “As much as I’d love to stay in bed all day, I better get ready, or I’ll be late for class.”
“I’ve got everything you need in my bathroom, and I’ll leave clean clothes out for when you’re done.” He stretches, his golden skin a dangerous temptation I force myself to look away from. “I’ll send Frank to grab your books from Stella House, then he can drop you off at the greenhouse?”
“Are you sure?” I nibble on the inside of my cheek. “I don’t want to cause any trouble.”
“When are you going to learn that we want to spoil you, little omega?” Cole smiles. “Just let us.”
I hop out of bed, momentarily panicking when I realize that I’m completely naked. When I spin around, I’m greeted by a massive, cock-shaped tent under the sheets.
He notices me staring and smirks. “Are you sure you don’t want to come back to bed?”
“I’ve already missed too much class already.” I have to summon all my willpower to march to the bathroom for a cold shower.
Once done and after running a hand through my wet hair, I return to find Cole gone, the bed freshly made—obviously!—and three new outfits carefully laid out, all in my size.
I gravitate to the floral dress similar in design to others I own, but seeing the price tag makes my eyes water. It cost more than my entire wardrobe combined. Underneath that is a comfy hoodie with a printed unicorn that resembles Laz’s secret tattoo—which I’m sure is no accident—and a relaxed-fit, soft denim jumpsuit with a white top. I opt for the jumpsuit because of the deep pockets; they’ll come in super handy when stashing herbs.
As soon as I leave Cole’s room, the smell of pancakes wafts up the stairs. I follow the sound of laughter and chatting down to the kitchen.
“Morning, beautiful!” Laz smiles as soon as he sees me. He’s mid-flip, his momentary attention lapse making him miss thepancake entirely, causing the gloopy mixture to hit the floor with a splat.
Cole glowers at him from a high stool at the breakfast bar, jumping off to grab a mop.
“We didn’t know what you liked to eat for breakfast.” Ren pulls out a chair for me. He’s surrounded by a stack of books and his staple black coffee. “So we made a bit of everything.”
“Honestly, I’m normally a grab and go kinda girl,” I reply. “Most of the time, I don’t really have the time to eat.”
“Well, that’s gotta change. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day.” Cole gestures to the mini feast. “Help yourself.”
There are piles of bacon, sausage, pancakes, and waffles next to bowls full of fresh fruit. How early did they have to get up to prepare it?
To their delight, I load up my plate, helping myself to a stack of blueberry pancakes, a chocolate sauce drizzled waffle, and strawberries. I’ll probably eat my entire daily calories in one sitting, but I don’t care.
“You need to get your energy back after last night,” Laz reminds me with a cheeky wink. He sits down opposite me where he makes a smiley face out of fruit on top of his pancake. “The house smells so good.”
My cheeks flush while Cole grins proudly.
I freeze mid chew when Damon stomps into the room, wearing only gray slacks. Realizing that I’m gawping at his tattoos and muscles, I clamp my thighs shut before I perfume. I’m looking at him like a wild animal looks at a fresh kill, but he doesn’t even look in my direction. He’s too focused on shaking his protein drink like he’s trying to throttle someone.
“I’m going to the gym,” he grunts then storms out. “See you later.”
“I thought I’d walk you to class this morning,” Ren says. “I already got your books from Frank and told him we’d walk.I need to collect something from the greenhouse for my next assignment anyway.”
“Thanks.” I smile at him. “We’d better get going if I’m going to make it on time.” I scrunch my nose. “I’m not exactly his favorite pupil.”
“I’m sure that’s not true.” Laz winks at me. “You’d be my favorite pupil.”
“Try telling him that. He’s not exactly a fan of omegas.”
“What do you mean?” Cole’s eyebrows furrow in concern, his legal brain probably kicking into gear. “Has he said something discriminatory, because if he has?—”
“It’s nothing,” I cut him off before he gets too worked up. “Forget I said anything.” His frown deepens as I get up. “Come on, Ren. We’d better go.”
Laz jumps up to kiss me on the cheek before we leave. “Have a good day, honeybee!”
