Mason
After apologizing again to Alpha Donnelly, Kip said he’d take me home. We thanked my father for bringing me to head off more violence.
“Always,” he said, then hugged us both. He locked gazes with Kip. “Thank you for standing up for him.”
Kip smiled. “To quote you, Always.” Then we got into the truck and headed home.
Kip was mostly silent all the way there, giving monosyllabic answers if I asked him something. He was embarrassed, that was easy to see. The tips of his ears were still scarlet.
“I fucked up,” he finally said as we turned onto our street.
“You did,” I agreed, “but it wasn’t without a reason.”
“I’m sorry.”
I turned in my seat and put a hand on his arm. “Hey, don’t. He’s forgiven you, and I was never angry. Worried, yes. Angry? No, not at all.”
Kip blinked. “How could you not be?”
“Because I had faith in you. I knew you might get into a fight with him, but Ialsoknew you wouldn’t kill him.”
He sighed. “I wanted to. You don’t know how badly.” Hemet my gaze. “When I heard your panicked voice over the phone? I remembered you in the hospital, not knowing if you were going to live or die. I remembered the vow I made to keep you safe, and all I could see was my failure to do that.”
“You haven’t failed,” I insisted. “You can’t guard me twenty-four hours a day.”
He smirked. “I’d like to. Then I can get laid whenever I want.”
He was playing it off, but I could hear the tension in his voice. As much as I hated to admit it, I liked knowing he was worried for me. Not for the first time, it felt good to know that after all the years I spent being ‘The Omega’, I was important to someone because he loved me.
“You can get laid anytime,” I said, trying to sound flirty. “Just ask me to bend over, yank my pants down, and slide on inside of me.”
He groaned. “Dude, you’re killing me here.” He reached for my hand and gave it a squeeze. “When we get home, do you think… I mean, would you….?”
“Blow you? Let you fuck me? The answer is yes to all of those, and you know that.”
“I need a reminder that we’re both safe and still alive.”
“And if pushing your big dick into my ass helps with that, I’m all for it.” I snickered. “I’m all for it anyway.”
He was quiet for a moment. “I love you. I hope you realize that.”
Something in his voice tripped my internal alarms. “What’s going on?”
“This is the second time someone has attacked you in our home. I don’t think it’s safe for us to be there anymore.”
He had a point. Plus, I wasn’t keen on smelling the blood when I walked into the house.
“How about if we go to the motel for the night? We’ll fuck and get some sleep, then get up and fuck again.”
“That sounds perfect.” He turned down Main Street to head for The Dew Drop Inn, our local motel.
I admit, I was as nervous as he was. Someone wanted me gone, but who? And why?
Chapter Twenty-Three
Kip
John lookedup from the papers in front of him and rubbed his eyes. “So you’re saying you want to move?”
