“My sister is sleeping in the same room, and if you keep talking, I don’t know if I can be in control of myself. Just let me hold you tonight and we can talk more later, okay?”
“Okay, Smith.”
I feel his nose against the side of my head. We both fall asleep wrapped against each other. Our scents intermingling and his body heat making me feel safe and protected.
Chapter 15
Thesoundofsizzlingbacon and bickering wakes me up from my cozy place on the couch. I don’t move as Smith is still asleep and I don’t want to lose the feeling of his warm body wrapped around mine.
“No touching, the pan is hot,” Liv chastises one of her men.
“It smells so good, though,” an unfamiliar male voice says.
“Dean, you’re going to burn your fingertips off if you keep doing this,” Liv says.
“As long as I still have my fingers, that’s all that matters, baby,” he replies, and I hear some other laughter.
“He’s not wrong,” River says.
I peek open my eyes to see Kelsey looking over at me, giving me a mischievous smile.
“I suppose you let them all in this morning?” I ask her.
“Yeah, I’m a light sleeper,” she says as she gets off the couch and walks past us into the kitchen. Little shit definitely didn’t sleep through that alarm then. I wonder what she heard? She tugs a lock of Smith’s hair as she passes us on the couch, making him groan.
“The fuck?” he mutters into the back of my head.
“Looking cozy, brother. Breakfast is ready,” she says as she walks into the kitchen.
“Is this sleepover shit going to be all the time?” he mumbles to me. I turn in his arms, resting my head back on his muscular arm.
“You should probably get used to it,” I tell him. His face is so close to mine and I don’t even care that we have morning breath. I wish I could kiss him casually, like it’s an everyday normal thing for us. After last night, I realize Smith has hang-ups I didn’t know about. I just don’t know how the timing of my heat will affect him confiding those secrets to me.
“At least it smells good,” he says as we both sit up. His hair is a mess, and mine is still in my wrap. We both head over to the kitchen where Liv has made a feast of French toast, bacon, scrambled eggs, and fresh fruit.
“How long have you been down here cooking?” I ask Liv.
“Oh, I made everything upstairs, except the bacon. I wanted it to be nice and hot.” Her Alpha, Dean, snags a piece of bacon and pops it in his mouth and she smiles and shakes her head at him. Watching how Liv is with her pack makes me consider this lifestyle. They all bend over backward for her, but that’s a lot of people to trust your heart with and to care for in return.
“It looks amazing, thank you,” I tell her.
“It’s no problem at all. I had such a good time last night. I’m surprised I don’t have a headache.”
I swear I hear River mumble something like ‘I fucked the headache out of you.’ But I can’t be sure.
“What are your plans for today?” Liv asks me.
“STI testing today.” I grimace.
“Ah, yes, the lovely cooch swab,” Liv replies, and Kelsey laughs.
“Liv,” Grayson scolds.
“What?”
“TMI,” he says. The big man looks tired. I wonder what they got up to last night. Or maybe not, because I wish I was doing some of the things Liv was getting up to.
“Whatever…are you going to Doctor Schaffer?” she asks.
