“No, it certainly doesn’t. Didn’t think your type was sweet and beautiful.”
“Me either,” he huffs as Ian strolls into the kitchen. I watch as James rubs his neck. Ian is James’ type. Big, gruff, a little mean, and can take control. He leans forward, kissing James’ hair as he looks around the room.
“Where’s Luna?”
“Sleeping on the couch. Seems you gentlemen kept her up late.”
“Hey, I didn’t do shit. She couldn’t sleep and was outside when I came inside last night.”
Ian clears his throat. “Did you guys have a good time?”
“Yeah, we did,” he leaves it at that, but the look on his face is clear. Luna gave him something that Ian and I don’t. I want to give my Omega everything, but if I can’t provide it, I know I have a pack I can count on. This is why a pack dynamic works, we all want each other happy, and there’s always multiple people willing to pitch in where others might be faltering.
“Good,” Ian says, and I don’t miss that James sits a little taller at his Alpha’s use of the word good.
“Are you still wanting to go to the fundraiser tomorrow?” Ian asks James, and he grimaces. James is a bit of a homebody. He likes his trips to the beach and maybe a dinner here or there. But large crowds aren’t his thing. I know he only agreed to go with Ian to this function because it’s important to him and his job. It’s a plus one sort of thing, totally diminishing pack relationships but whatever.
“Maybe Luna would like to go?” James throws it out there.
Suddenly a blonde head pops up from the couch, her makeup a little rubbed off from where she was lying on the couch as she blinks her big eyes. “Where would Luna like to go?” she says in a sleepy voice.
“There’s a fundraiser tomorrow night. I have a plus one,” Ian says. My best friend is usually very confident, but I hear a small fraction of doubt in his voice when he says it.
“You don’t want to go, James?”
“No, I hate that shit.”
Luna brings a finger to her mouth and lightly bites the nail. “You want me to go, Ian?” she asks, and he nods. She smiles and nods back.
“Okay, I just need something to wear.”
“I’ll take care of it,” he says, and I hide a smile. Ian already spoiled his stepsister before he wanted to fuck her. I can’t imagine all the shit he’s going to buy her now that he is. Or well, will be.
“And what will we do while these two go out and play?” I ask James, and he smirks.
“I have no doubt you’ll think of something.”
Maybe it’s the high from being with Luna earlier or how simple this pack conversation is moving, but I lean forward and kiss James. He accepts my affection openly. It’s short lived, but when I pull away and he’s smiling with pink cheeks, my heart feels a level of fullness that I never thought possible.
James clears his throat. “Dinner?”
Luna has plopped back onto the couch, poor thing exhausted. “Sushi, please,” her small voice says.
“Sushi it is,” James replies. If I didn’t witness it with my own two eyes, I wouldn’t believe it. James gets up from the kitchen and sits on the couch near Luna’s feet, sitting quietly near the other Omega as he puts something on TV.
Ian and I share a glance that reads ‘what the fuck.’ But neither of us say anything as we just let this moment happen, two Omegas sharing a space, enjoying each other’s close comfort.
“Right, well, I’ll order the food,” Ian says, staring at the couch.
“Yeah, you do that.”
“Take a shower, you smell like a fucking barn animal,” he says as he walks past me. I shrug off the asshole comment and just let myself enjoy the simplicity of it all.
Chapter 15
Luna
Idon’tknowwhyI wake up at 2 am to sit by the pool. Lies, I totally know why. I want uninterrupted time with James. It seems like he is the most relaxed and willing to talk after he’s finished his work. I didn’t think he would enjoy me following him around while he worked like Ezra did, but I’m hopeful maybe we can get to that point.
