He inhales and looks at me. “Is that your shampoo?”
“What?” I ask, blinking up at him.
“Smells like strawberry… strawberry lemonade?” He tilts his head and goes to lean forward to scent me more, and I back away.
“Must be my bodywash, I don’t know.”
“Can I use it?” he says, and I swallow.
“That was my last bit,” I lie.
He raises a brow at me, and his gaze travels down my chest. I feel like I’m under a microscope, and I don’t know how I feel about it. It’s almost like he knows exactly what I did in the shower, and I feel sick.
“Okay,” he says, shrugging and walking into the bathroom. I take a deep breath and collapse back onto the bed.
If I’m not careful, Alexi Bandnin could easily know all my secrets.
* * *
Exhausted doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel right now. Even in my own head, I sound like a complaining bitch. But I can’t help it. Physically, I’m not built for this exertion, but I keep pushing myself. Mentally, I know I can handle the strain, I can always push my mindset further. But my body… it wants to give up.
It wants me to crawl into a nest and get fucked until I smell like the Alphas taking care of me.
Needy ass fucking Omega pheromones.
The only reason I can hold this at bay is because of the medication I’m on, which has its own slew of side effects. Like the way I don’t usually get hard, how it adds on exhaustion, how it makes me feel. I can’t say that I’ve ever been a sunshiny person, but right now, right now I want to disappear, and it’s a hard feeling to swallow.
I’m close to everything I’ve ever wanted. How the hell can I feel so hollow?
“You good,so´lnyshka?”Alexi asks with a furrowed brow.
“Yeah, I’m just going to go to the room,” I say, waving him off. We went to shoot outs tonight, and I’m barely able to even walk to the room.
I know that Alexi is going to come back to the room and see me, but right now I don’t give a shit. Flinging open the closet door, I grab the additional pillows and blanket, tossing them on the bed. I rip off my suit and fall into the bed in only my boxers. I’m asleep in a matter of seconds, and for a few blissful hours, I feel nothing.
* * *
“Rise and shine,so´lnyshka.”
I groan, tugging a pillow against my chest and waving a hand.
“We’ve got a flight to catch, Owen. Get your ass up.”
“Fuck off,” I say groggily.
“Well, I can’t simply leave your ass here. So get up, or I’ll toss your little ass over my shoulder and carry you to the plane.”
“Okay,” I say, holding the pillow closer to my chest.
I expect Alexi to argue with me more, but no. He grabs me by my ankles and drags me down the bed, making me groan and blink open my eyes.
Before I can even do anything, he’s gripping me by my hips and tossing me over his massive shoulder.
“What the fuck?”
“Told you what I was going to do. You gotta tell me where you get that body wash,” he says.
“Put me down, I’ll get ready.”
