“Maybe we should talk to him.” He sets Petuina down and she hisses her displeasure before scampering away.
“Maybe.” I sigh. He steps up to me, pulling me into his arms.
“For now, let’s get out of here and grab a bite to eat. When he comes back, we can talk to him together. I’ll sleep over again.”
Tucker has been spending more time at our place, sleeping over with me in my nest. Will and Ian are not happy about it, so I often find myself snatched from my nest in the middle of the night and trapped between the two big Alphas on my bed.
The cutest part is, sometimes Nick will get into the nest with me and Tucker after we’ve fallen asleep. So when the guys take me, Nick and Tucker end up cuddling. It’s so damn adorable.
Nick tries to play it off like it’s nothing, but I see the smile Tucker gives him when Nick’s not looking.
“Yeah. I could use some food. Maybe ice cream."
"Ice cream sounds great.”
After changing into a cute spring dress, Tucker and I head downtown.
We grab some ice cream and decide to go for a walk to enjoy the nice weather.
I’m taking a big lick of my cone when I pause, brows furrowing. Swallowing my tongue full of ice cream, I nudge Tucker. “Is that Nick?” I ask, as a man who looks identical to Nick goes into the flower shop.
“What is he doing in there?” Tucker asks.
“I have no idea, but we’re going to find out.” Grabbing Tucker’s hand, I pull him across the street and toward the flower shop. We slip inside and hide behind a shelf. Peeking through the cracks, I see Nick standing at the cash register with a big bouquet of flowers.
“Good afternoon, Nicholas.” The sweet old lady named Mrs. Roswell says. “What a pretty bunch you’ve picked out. Is that for Nova or Tucker?”
Pretty much the whole town knows about our pack dynamic. It didn’t take them long to put two and two together after seeing me with Tucker a lot. And they all know who my Alpahs are.
It’s taken the guys at the MC a little time to accept Tucker, but knowing what he did, telling us about what Chris was going to do, won him a lot of points. They’re just not the best with cops, and it’s understandable.
“No.” Nick grunts, handing her money. He says nothing else as he takes the flowers and leaves.
When he’s gone, I turn to Tucker. “What the fuck does he mean it’s not for one of us? Who the fuck else would he be giving flowers to!?”
“I don’t know.” Tucker says, frowning at the door. “You don’t think he’s seeing someone else, do you?”
“He better fucking not be.” I growl, anger and fear hitting my gut.
“Don’t bikers sleep with those girls? What are they called, sugar butts?”
“Sweetbutts.” I correct him. “And he would never.” Even though some have tried. Not a second time, though, after I’ve threatened to cut their throats. “At least I don’t think he would.” I look towards the door.
“Let’s go.”
“Where are we going?” I ask as Tucker pulls me out of the shop. He takes our ice cream and tosses them in the trash, making me pout. “I was eating that.”
“I’ll get you more later. Come on, let’s go before we lose him.”
We get to Tucker’s car just in time to see Nick pulling out of the parking spot he was in, driving Will’s truck.
We keep a few cars behind him as we follow him.
It’s not until we’re heading to the edge of town, deeper into the woods that I wonder where he’s going. Is he cheating on us with someone in another town?
But there’s no towns this way. Only the city cemetery.
“Oh fuck.” I whisper as we pull into the road that leads to the cemetery.
