I could help her build her nest. I could adopt Bean, and we could all live there together?—
She caresses my cheek, her touch feather light, and I close my eyes and lean into it.
A purr rumbles from my chest, deep and rough, a sound I haven’t made in ages.
I didn’t know I was capable of it anymore, but here I am, putty in her hands.
When I open my eyes again, my mind fuzzy, Maeve is watching me with a tender look. She runs her thumb down my cheekbone and sighs softly.
I grip her waist tighter, my purr increasing.
I’m drunk off her touch; off the tiniest bit of attention and affection she gives me.
I’m yours,I want to tell her.
“Goodnight, Logan,” she says, pressing her lips to my cheek. Then, as quickly as she showed up, she steps out of my arms and heads back into the restaurant, leaving me stunned.
My face burns where she kissed it.
It’s only been a week, but Maeve has turned my world upside down.
This Omega has taught me how to want again, to long for something more than what I have.
She’s daring me to hope.
10
MAEVE
I’mhigh off adrenaline as I head back into the restaurant, meeting Ivan’s pleased expression.
“So?” he asks.
“Follow me home,” I say simply, breathless.
He raises an eyebrow. “Yes, ma’am.”
I’ve been soaked with slick since Logan joined our table, his Alpha scent mixing with Ivan’s perfectly.
I’ve been crawling out of my skin since Logan started opening up to me, clenching my hands into fists to keep from leaning over the table and kissing both Alphas.
Logan is agoodman.
He’s kind, smart, and shy in a way that makes me swoon.
Ivan was right—Logan likes me; it’s evident in the way his eyes kept falling to my lips.
I’m not sure he realized he was doing it.
It was supposed to just be a quick hug outside, but I wasn’t able to leave his arms, especially after he purred for me.
“He purred,” I excitedly say to Ivan, who stands and takes my hand. I didn’t expect him to be so supportive of my attraction to Logan, but he was the one that encouraged me to talk to him in the parking lot.
It was a great idea. I’m giddy from the hug, but I’m also aroused beyond belief now that I know Ivan is coming home with me.
He walks me—more like I pull him—to my car, and he chuckles when I whine as he releases my hand.
“Let me grab a change of clothes, and I’ll be over,” he says, laughing when I pout.
