“Caramel whipped cream?” I ask hopefully.
She laughs. “No problem.”
“Thank you. You’re the best.”
I move off to the side to wait.
My attention drifts to the window. It’s crazy that it’s already October. It feels like it was just summer. I guess it’s true what they say, time does go by in the blink of an eye.
A smile tips up my lips when I see the fallen leaves dancing around as the wind causes them to spin in a circle before drifting off. That's when I notice something out of place.
There’s a man outside, leaning against a black truck.
That itself isn’t something to worry about. It’s the fact that the man is very obviously an Alpha, his truck is very expensivelooking, and, well, I know just about everyone in town, and I’ve never seen him before.
Must be one of the Alphas the ladies were talking about earlier. I really need to call Silva and see if she knows anything about this.
My eyes narrow as I look at him.Damn, Cindy.Why did she have to be right? Heishot. Tall, sandy blond hair, and well-built. He’s dressed in a white T-shirt that shows off sleeves of tattoos, jeans, and a pair of combat boots.
Hot or not, I want nothing to do with anyone who has the title of Alpha attached to them.
“Hey, Lexi.” The sound of my name has my attention shifting back on Emma. “All good to go.”
“Oh.” I laugh and take the cup she holds out to me. “Thank you so much. Have a good day.”
“You too! I’ll have more freshly baked for you tomorrow.”
“You really are the best,” I call back, pushing the door open with my back and stepping out.
I promptly ignore the man near the truck, walking in the opposite direction.
I’m halfway home when a feeling of unease settles over me. My spine straightens, and my heart starts to race. It almost feels like somebody's watching me, or... following me?
I look over my shoulder but don’t see anything. Still, I can’t seem to shake the feeling.
My pace quickens, the feeling of wanting to get home growing stronger. Why did I leave the house? I should have just had these delivered to me.
You’re being paranoid, Lexi. You’re fine. Widows Peak is safe. Syrus would never let anything happen to you. Silva would chop off his balls if he did.
“You’re fine. Everything is fine,” I mutter to myself, but decide to take a right down an alley that ends on Westman street, cutting my walk by five minutes.
I’m halfway down the alley when I hear footsteps behind me. “Hey!” a deep voice calls out. “Wait up.” The voice is closer now.
Not a fat fucking chance.Not today, Satan.
My fight or flight instinct kicks in, thank fuck, and I abandon my donuts, letting them drop to the ground and pop the cover off my hot chocolate.
“Hey, I just wanna ta–” He doesn't get the chance to finish that sentence before I’m throwing the hot liquid in his face, making him scream out in pain.
Take that fucker!
Chapter 11
Sloane
“Would you stop that?” Aiden’s growl has my cock twitching.
“Stop what?” I’m lying on the bed in the quaint little inn we’re staying at, bored out of my mind. Aiden is being Mr. Overthinker like he always is, and we really haven’t left the room since we checked in the other day.
