“Oh fuck,” I groan, slapping the shower wall. I work my hand so fast my arm begins to hurt. Images flash, Nick’s face as he growls, cumming down my throat, Nova moaning around my cock, everything is too much and I cum hard both in my imagination and real life.
“Yes,” I groan, my cock twitching as I cum hard, ropes of cum hitting the shower wall.
My body slumps, the feeling of slick dripping down my thighs.
What the fuck did I just do?
I don’t know these people. I don’t even fucking know if my Alpha is Nick. God, what if it’s one of his brothers? Not that it would be the end of the world, but I truly don’t feel anything when I look at them.
Shame hits me as I watch my release go down the drain.
Frustrated, I shut the shower off and angrily dry myself off. When I’m done getting dressed I decide to clean the place up a bit before grabbing a bite to eat.
On my way to work, I go out of my way to drive by the bakery I know Ian owns. From what I know, Nova is never there and Ian has hardly been as of late. Still, I need just a glance to hold me over.
As I drive by, I look in the window and slump when I don’t see them. Sighing, I head to work. People ask how I’m feeling, and I tell them I’m fine.
What gets my boss’ attention is when I ask him to give me something to do. He expected me to want to work on the case more.
“It’s pretty much a dead end,” I lie. “I’ll keep working on it in my free time, but for now I may as well make myself useful.”
“Perfect.” He claps me on the back. “I’m putting you on patrol downtown.”
That perks me up. Now I don’t have to go out of my way to go down there, which gives me a better chance at seeing her. Even if it’s not at the bakery, she has to do shopping at some point, right?
Fucking hell, Tucker, what the hell has gotten into you?
I’ve resorted to full on stalking now, it seems. Still, I can’t help but perk up a bit knowing there is a chance. Even just the smallest.
***
I could kiss my boss for putting me on patrol downtown. The first few days were a no-go. I didn’t see Nova, nor any of her pack downtown. I was both disappointed and relieved because while I want to find out which Alpha is mine, I’m also fucking terrified because it will make the situation even more real.
With each passing day I find myself more and more restless.
I need to find out, and the sooner, the better.
Eventually, I saw Nova shopping at the drug store. The next day she went into the bakery, and the day after that she went out to coffee with a girl I later found out is named Robyn.
It’s safe to say I’m a full blown stalker at this point. It’s really not healthy, but with each glimpse I get of her, I find myself not being able to wait for the next time I’ll get to see her again.
It’s my day off, and rather than stay at home and relax like I want to, maybe veg out and watch TV, go to the beach, or take a walk, I’m taking my car to the shop.
Is there something wrong with it? No. But I’m about to spend money anyway to give me that same answer.
I booked an appointment the other day with Will’s auto shop. The man on the phone probably thought I was odd when Iasked if Will would be working. He told me that Will just started picking up a few shifts lately but there wasn’t any guarantee he would work on my car.
Fine by me, I don’t care who looks at my car, I just need to get close enough to smell him.
Pulling into the shop's parking lot, I stare at the building and nerves rush in.Am I really about to do this?
How desperate am I?
Pretty damn desperate.
Getting out of the car, I head into the shop’s office. I stumble to a stop when I notice the man in question behind the desk. He’s dressed in blue work overalls that are covered in grease, and his curly red hair is thrown up in a messy bun.
My heart stops as I swallow the lump in my throat.This is it. Fuck, I think I’m going to be sick.
