He looks down and grabs the tree harder, swallowing like his mouth is parched.
“I have no idea.”
“Well, you better come down and put your boots on; we need to head out.”
“No! What if there’s another one in there?” he wails.
“There wouldn’t be two in there.”
“There might be. Perhaps they had babies, and there’s a whole nest in there.”
“In your shoe?” Bonnie asks. Her eyebrows lift, and she puts her hands on her hips, peering up at him with amusement all over her face.
“Yes,” Kevin says, but clearly, he’s realised how dumb he sounds, and he’s sliding down.
I step up close behind her. As if I predicted it, she turns and visibly startles.
“Sorry!” I say with fake sincerity.
“It’s okay. I wasn’t watching where I was going,” she says, matching mine.
God, this omega is fun.
“Come on, Kevin, I don’t want to leave you here for the predators to get,” I sing out cheerfully.
“You’re an ass, Prince!” he growls.
He drops from the tree with a squeal, landing hard on his ass.
It takes a lot of effort not to laugh at him. The guy is such a pillar of control at work, seeing him undone is particularly delicious.
Kevin gingerly picks up his boot, tapping it again, and then a second time, just to be sure. He puts his shoe on with his eyes squeezed closed like he’s waiting for another snake to materialize and bite through his foot.
He does up his laces, and we’re on our way. I hang back, letting Cyn and Dakota keep close to our unwanted omega.
“What happened?” I growl at Rory.
“I have no freaking idea. Must have just been a coincidence.”
I blow out my cheeks in irritation.
“Oh, well, one more night.”
“Mmm,” Rory says, but he’s distracted.
“What’s the matter?”
“I don’t know. It’s just…how often do our marks get saved like that? Literally snatched from the jaws of death.”
I shrug. “Coincidence.” I say the word, but there’s a part of me that gets cold and hard because I don’t believe in coincidence. Not even a little bit.
I’m staring at her when she turns around and looks right at me. Her eyes are hard and clear, and I shiver with anticipation.
Does she know?
Does she suspect?
I bite my lip until she turns away, her blond hair swinging.
