Holy shit.
Her pupils widen, and I lick my lips.
“H-hey,” I choke out, clearing my throat quickly. “Good to see you.”
“You going to let me in, or…?” her tone is meant to be teasing, but it’s strained.
I must be staring at her like a creep.
“Yeah.” I swing the door wide and step aside. “Of course. Come in.”
My hands ache to hold her.
I want to gather her in my arms and just?—
But Blair is the one to initiate contact.
Blair pullsmeinto a hug, wrapping her arms around me and burying her face in my chest. I’m frozen for a moment, then quickly place my hands on her waist, breathing her in.
She smells like heaven.
She’s in my arms.
My scent match, the one I’ve waited for is finally?—
“Sorry,” she murmurs, interrupting my train of thought.
“What on earth could you possibly be sorry for?” I say into her hair, marveling at the violet scent of her golden strands.
But she doesn’t answer, just keeps herself pressed to me.
I savor every second of it.
I can tell she’s breathing me in, too, and I couldn’t be more pleased.
A purr starts in my chest when my brother clears his throat.
Blair pulls away, and I turn to give Rowan the dirtiest look I’ve ever given in my life.
Brother or not, my Alpha instincts are ready to attack him for interrupting my time with my scent match.
Until I snap out it and realize the feral part of me was heading to the surface.
Which means Rowan is experiencing the same thing.
“Rowan,” Blair sighs, and I watch as she goes to my brother and throws herself in his arms. He shoots a quick look of surprise at me before embracing her.
“Hey, gorgeous,” he murmurs to her. She sighs deeply in his hold, breathing him in, just like she did to me.
Her Heat is coming soon; there’s no denying that.
As much as my Alpha brain wants to go haywire and knot her, I need to be sure of what she wants.
I know guilt still eats at her. She’s still slightly guarded, even when hugging us.
When she finally pulls away from Rowan, he’s looking down at her with amazement in his eyes, like he can’t believe she was in his arms and she willingly chose to touch him.
“So,” she says, her voice a little breathy, “I heard you wanted to show me some video games.”
