“Do you like cats?” I ask Wes while running my fingers through Juice’s soft fur.
His eyes come to me, and I see something flash within their greendepths before he replies, “I love pussy.”
I start to giggle and bury my face in Juice’s fur. I hear Wes chuckle, and I shake my head and hand him the remote, not knowing what he likes to watch. “You can pick whatever,” I tell him, curling up on my side with Juice curled into my belly.
He flips through the channels for a few minutes then stops on the movieBack to the Future.He leans back farther, putting his hand behind his head and resting the one holding the remote on his abs. The urge to scoot closer to him is almost painful, but I keep myself still, making sure to keep my breathing normal.
“So…can we at least cuddle?” he asks, and I tilt my head back to look at him then without thinking I move Juice and scoot over to him, and his eyes get wide. He shakes his head and holds his arm up, and I lay my head on his chest. Both my hands pillow under my cheek while I pull my knees up, tucking them against his side.
“That was easy,” he mumbles, wrapping his arm around me.
What can I say? I’m a girl; I like to cuddle. And no one in their right mind would turn him down if he asked them.
“Babe.” I hear Wes say but I’m so comfy that I don’t want to open my eyes or move.
“Hmm?” I mumble.
“I gotta head out.”
“Later,” I mutter.
“Babe.”
“What?” I whine, and he starts to laugh.
“You gotta come lock up.”
“It’s fine. I don’t need to lock up,” I grumble.
“Baby.” I open one eye and look at him. “Come on.” He pulls me out of bed and sets me on my feet.
“I’m up.” I yawn, stumbling out of the room and to the front door. I open it for him while he goes to the kitchen, gets his cut, and slips iton over his shirt then comes toward me and I cover my mouth, making him smile.
“I stole a kiss while you were sleeping.”
“Liar.” I say as he stops in front of me.
“I told you I won’t kiss you until you beg me to.” I pull my hand away from my mouth, and bite my lip when my eyes drop to his mouth.
“Thanks for the pizza, Wes,” I tell him as my gaze travels back up to his.
“I’ll call you, baby.”
“Sure.” I nod, and he leans in and presses a kiss to my forehead that catches me off-guard.
“Lock the door,” he says over his shoulder, and I roll my eyes then open them wide when something I hadn’t even thought about clicks into place.
I have grown up around crazy-ass alpha men my whole life, men like my dad and uncles, and as I watch Wes walk to his bike, I know the kind of man he is.
“Babe, lock up,” he shouts, swinging onto his bike. I slam the door shut, lock both locks, go to the blinds, and peek out as he pulls away.
“What have I done?” I whisper as he drives out of sight.
Chapter 3
“Hey, what are you doing here?”I ask Jax as I open the front door.
“I need to use your shower.”
