Her hold on me tightened. “Did you not get any help or support?”
“My moms advocated for me.” Understatement of the century. They’d been in and out of the school constantly to make sure my teachers were following my education plan. “But none of the tutoring worked.” And that was the real issue, wasn’t it? No matter how many specialists they hired, I couldn’t figure it out. I wasn’t smart enough.
Olive squeezed my hand. “That sounds so hard. I’m sorry.”
I kept my eyes on the road. I couldn’t look over at her, didn’t want to see the pity in her eyes.
“Wait,” she said, sitting up straighter. “So you don’t know anything about the books you gave me?”
I furrowed my brow, unsure why she was asking. “No?”
“Oh thank God,” she breathed out with a laugh. “I was really worried there for a second.”
I braved a glance at her. She was smiling. “What do you mean?”
“Ilovethat you gave me a courting gift,” she said quickly.
Uh huh. “But?”
“But those were the biggest bunch of red-flag bro books I’ve ever seen.” She giggled and tightened her hold on my hand as if I were going to pull it away. “I’m relieved you didn’t know. But I really,reallyappreciate you getting them for me.”
I couldn’t believe I had an omega this sweet—thanking me multiple times for my apparently shitty courting gift. I captured her hand and brought it to my mouth, kissing it. “Fucking Hank,” I muttered. “I don’t really know what a bro book is, but I promise I’ll get you better ones today.” Lucy had given me a list of bookstores in nearby towns that catered to romance, so I wouldn’t fuck this up.
Olive let go of my hand, and my chest tightened at the loss of contact. My anxiety turned to anger when I heard the click of the seatbelt and saw herunbuckled, leaning over the center console towards me. I swore, tightening my grip on the wheel. “What are you doing? Get your ass buckled.” I couldn’t stop the bark in my voice, my heart pounding at the idea of crashing with her unprotected. Olive wavered, briefly sitting down in her seat, but then she moved back over the console.
I was getting ready to fucking pull over when she planted a kiss on my cheek. “Thanks for telling me about your dyslexia.” Her words were soft and sweet, and I couldn’t help but fucking melt, my alpha instantly soothed by our omega.
I cleared my throat. “Get buckled. It’s not safe.” My words came out gentler this time.
Olive gave me one more kiss on the cheek before doing what I said. “Yes, alpha.”
I put my hand back on her leg, this time higher up, so my pinky was dangerously close to brushing her sweet pussy. “I should punish you for that, naughty girl. Car safety is very important.”
I grinned as I caught a bit of her sweet perfume. She’d worn scent-canceling deodorant today, and while I wished she hadn’t, I understood it. Lucy always wore it, too. Said it made her feel less exposed in public.
“I take it you’re not a fan of road head, then?” she asked.
My brain stuttered. Stopped. Was probably melting out of the bottom of my fucking skull as my cock hardened. A low growlrumbled through my chest as images of her pouty lips wrapped around my cock as I drove—my hand on top of her head, pushing her down to take me more—flashed through my mind.
“That would be unsafe.” My voice was strangled.
She just hummed.
The steady sound of the blinker filled the truck as I turned into the first bookstore parking lot.
“Will you park there?” She pointed at a shady spot in an empty area at the very back of the parking lot.
“You sure? There are spots closer.”
“Yeah, I’m sure.”
I turned left to get to the back of the lot. Today was her day. Whatever my omega wanted, she got.
I put the truck in park and took a deep breath, willing my hard-on to go away. An impossible ask, really, since I was always hard around Olive. I would just have to do my best. Limit my walking. Keep Olive in front of me.
“You ready, sweetheart?” I asked, giving her leg one last squeeze before reaching for the door.
“Wait.” She was leaning over the middle console again, a mischievous look in her eye. “You won something yesterday.” Her hand trailed down my chest.Downdowndownuntil she was cupping my aching cock through my pants. “My alpha also said he needs to punish me.” Her voice was a sultry whisper. “But I’m a good girl. I don’t think I deserve to be punished.”
