“Walker?” Lia asks, her voice heavy with sleep.
“You guys okay?” I ask as I peer around Eli’s shoulder only to find Lia and Knox curled up in bed. “I knocked on the front door, but no one answered. Did you know the damn thing’s unlocked?”
Eli assesses me with his tired eyes. “Amber up yet?”
I shake my head. “No. Why is the door unlocked when you guys are sleeping? That’s not safe.”
“Spoken like a true pack Alpha,” Knox says from the bed.
“Daddy?” Amber calls out, her voice groggy and exhausted.
Eli backtracks into his room and pulls on a shirt. “Coming, princess!”
I step off to the side so he can exit the room. “Soup’s on the stove and bread is in the oven warming. Shouldn’t take more than a few minutes.”
“Thanks, Walker,” Eli says as he disappears down the hallway.
“Walker?” Lia asks.
I turn and watch as my disheveled Omega picks her head up from Knox’s chest. She reaches her hand out to me, opening and closing her fingers.
I’m never going to be able to resist her, am I?
“Smells like you guys had some fun today,” I say as I enter what is very clearly Eli’s bedroom.
“It was definitely a day,” Knox says as he rolls over.
I realize he’s shirtless, too.
Come to think of it, they’re all shirtless. Lia’s dressed down to only her underwear, and I notice she’s got some well-placed hickies.
“Uh-huh,” I say with a grin as I slip into bed. “Come here, beautiful.”
“Mmm,” she hums and moves closer to me. Her soft skin slides against my body, and now I want to be shirtless, too. “Hi, Walker.”
I press my nose into her hair and inhale. “You get some rest?”
She nods against me.
“Were you a good girl for them?”
She nods again.
I kiss the top of her head. “Good.”
Lia’s hair is a little messy and her cheeks are flushed pink in a way that tells me everything I need to know about what I’ve walked in on. I hold her close as Knox slips out of the bed, mumbling something about a shower before dinner.
I pull the covers back up over Lia’s exposed body and head to the kitchen.
My feet work quickly, getting the pot of soup onto the stovetop so I can keep it warm. I turn the oven onto its warming setting and rummage around until I find where Eli keeps his baking sheets.
I plop the bread onto the pan and slide it into the oven before I hurry back to Lia’s side.
We lay there until the smells of dinner fill Eli’s home. I help Lia back into her clothes because she’s definitely still a bit blissed out. It makes me wonder how long ago they were entangled with one another.
Sometimes Omegas have longer recuperation times if their heat is close.
“Walker!” Amber exclaims.
