But their collective scents are driving me crazy. Plus, the approaching deadline of my brother’s arrival is looming over my head.
Gio will be here tomorrow.
Yet Lazarus is nowhere to be seen or found.
However, he’s clearly coming back for the meeting. Which gives me maybe twenty-four hours to finish the statement I started working on this morning.
It’s not a statement with words. But with actions.
I claimed Lazarus. He’smyalpha. He wants to question my loyalty and run off like a coward? Fine. I’ll “punish” him, too.
In my own way.
I evaluate the mess I’ve created of pillows, sheets, and clothing—both worn and washed. It’s not enough. I need something recent.
Too bad I don’t have that cum-covered shirt from the plane, I think, my lips twisting to the side.
I searched all three alphas’ quarters to see if I could find something with their essence on it, but I came up empty-handed.
So I guess I’ll have to craft something new later.
Tonight.
In the nest.
Once I’m done creating it.
That’ll be the literal icing on top of my proverbial cake.
Especially since I’m making my nest in Lazarus Ferraro’s bed.
Diving on top of the pile of blankets I’ve collected from the other bedrooms—the ones that belong to Noah and Johan—I start to put everything where it needs to go.
Against the headboard.
Along the sides.
The bottom of the bed—where I’ve set up the bench that I stole from Noah’s room. That wasn’t fun to drag down the hallway. But since the men have all left me alone again, I did it by myself.
Pretty sure Noah and Johan are working out. That’s where they’ve spent most of the last two days.
Half naked.
Sparring.
Jumping rope, I think, shivering.Shirtless. Doing rhythmic footwork… with a rope. While sweat drips down Noah’s sculpted pecs onto those hard, muscular abs.
My mouth is dry, my mind picturing him with ease. Apparently, he isn’t into running or swimming or cycling or any sort of normal cardio exercise.
Nope.
He likes to jump rope to music. Like an intricate dance of hops and footwork.
And wow.
Just… justwow.
I watched him yesterday for an undetermined amount of time before forcing myself to leave.
