I nod slowly, stifling a yawn.
“Looks like our omega’s tired, boys,” Ash says, standing from where he’s perched on the foot of the bed Rowan’s laying in.
“Sorry,” I mumble, rubbing my eyes. “I can stay up if you want.”
“No, Sweetheart. You need your rest. I think we all do. Hell of a day we’ve had.”
I push myself up with a hand on Rage’s bare chest, peering past his shoulder to see Ash grunting.
“What’re you doing?” Griffin says, a hint of amusement in his voice.
“Mirabelle doesn’t want us to fight. I know myself well enough to know I’d fucking fight about who gets to sleep with her so I’m making a giant bed,” He says with a huff, standing straight when he’s finished pushing the bedframes together.
They’re pretty sizable beds with large headboards. Based on the impressions of the frame left on the carpet, I don’t think they were meant to be moved.
Rowan seems to think the same thing.
“I don’t think we’re supposed to rearrange the furniture here,” Rowan huffs.
“Well then they shouldn’t have made it so fucking easy,” Ash says, flopping into the center of the now massive bed. “What do you think, Shortcake? Big enough for you?”
“It’s perfect,” I say, smiling brightly at him.
Rage seems to pick up on exactly what I need because he stands and makes his way to the bed.
“I call dibs,” Ash says, pulling down the covers next to himself.
“Is that allowed?” Griffin chuckles, starting to put away the leftovers from dinner away. Not that there is much at all. Alphas eat aton.
“It’s allowed ‘cause I say it is.”
“Dibs...” Rage says, setting me down gently beside Ash before climbing into bed on my other side.
“Fine, fine, but I call dibs tomorrow night,” Griffins says.
“And I’m chopped liver,” Rowan chuckles, shifting himself down against the pillows so he can start to lay down.
“You got to fucking sleep with her every night, you can wait your turn,” Ash huffs.
“You’re turned away from me, but I can practically feel you rolling your eyes at me, god damn. I’ll have you know I was a respectful gentleman. Mira and I didn’t sleep in the same bed for a while there.”
“That just means you’re a fuckin’ idiot,” Ash grumbles.
I peek up past the wall of Ash’s body and offer Rowan a bright smile. “I like it when you call me Mira.”
“Come sleep, Mira,” Ash says, tugging me back down into his arms so I’m sandwiched between him and Rage again. “There, I said it too. You gonna smile at me like that?”
“Sure,” I say, reaching up and smoothing out the crease between his brows. “Are you going to stop being grumpy?”
“If I get a night with you in my arms? Maybe.”
“Turning off the lights now, everyone. Make some room for me,” Griffin says.
Rage’s chest starts vibrating with a purr as he presses closer to me to make room for Griffin. It has my body melting between him and Ash.
Wow, a girl could getused to this.
“Goodnight, everyone. Sweet dreams.”
