I sniffled.
He adjusted his hold so I could wrap my arms and legs aroundhim.
“Olive, my soul has known you were mine for six years, and when I finally laid my eyes on you that day on the beach, I knew I would love you for the rest of my life.”
I inhaled sharply. “You love me?”
Lars tightened his hold on me. “How is that even a question? Of fucking course I love you.”
I sniffled again as happy tears fell down my cheeks. “I love you, too.”
One of his hands cradled the back of my head as he pulled me in for a kiss. I immediately deepened it, needing to taste him, needing to merge my body completely with his.
“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner,” Lars said against my lips.
He slowly set me down on the deck, and Finn and Easton crowded around us.
“Just so you know, I loved you from the first moment I saw you in the market,” Easton said. “I just didn’t say it because I didn’t want to freak you out.”
My lips quirked at how put-out Easton sounded. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing my smile into his throat as I scent-marked him. “Are you upset you didn’t get to say it first?”
“Yes.”
I cupped his face and ran my thumb along his pouty lips. “I love you, Easton. Thanks for seeing me.”
His expression transformed into a smile. “I love you, sunshine. This is forever, baby. I hope you’re okay with that.”
“Yeah, I’m okay with that.”
And then I was in Finn’s arms.
“Sorry for lecturing you.” His hands were running up and down my body as if he were trying to make sure I was unharmed under my soaked clothes.
“You wouldn’t be you if you didn’t lecture me.”
He broke out into a smile so beautiful it made my breath hitch.
He cupped my face with both hands, his thumbs running up and down my cheeks. “My omega, my sweet girl. I love you.”
“My Finn. I love you, too.”
He tipped my head back and then his lips were on mine, hungryand desperate. A moan slipped through my lips, and he pressed his tongue inside my mouth. He was all sweet maple and salty ocean air.
Loud clapping filled the air and broke us apart with a start. I turned to see Leo and Michael cheering us on.
“Fuck, that was even better than theRut Islandfinale,” Michael said.
Ezra rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. “Anyone mind if we actually complete this rescue and head on back?”
“I guess that’s acceptable,” I said. “What will happen to the boat?” I pointed atMy Sweet Olive, hating the idea of just leaving her here. She hadn’t tipped over, but the bow was wedged between rocks.
“Once this storm fully passes, you’ll have to get someone to tow it out,” Ezra said.
“We’ll get her fixed up, pretty girl,” Finn said, rubbing his hand up and down my back a little too fast to be soothing. “We wanted to do a grand gesture so you would know how serious we are about you, but we fucked it all up. We just want you to know we’re not a pack without you.” His typically sweet maple scent had twisted with his embarrassment.
I leaned into his side. Finn, my sweet, sensitive alpha who was still working through his fresh grief, had done this to help me with mine. And that meant everything.
“We’ll figure out the rest, as long as we’re all together.”
