“Nah. I welcome it.” He pecks my cheek. “You ready?”
But a dark thought passes over me. “Fang doesn’t know about the worries,” I murmur. “About how I get sometimes with the cats and their health. He might think I’m weird.”
“Have you seen that guy?” Ivan whispers. “He’s the one covered in cat tattoos. I think he’s the last person to judge you. You know Logan doesn’t judge you, either. I see the way they look at you, sweetheart.”
“Hey…are you talking about us?” Logan asks, and I chuckle. Fang and Logan stand there, looking at us strangely.
“Just discussing logistics,” Ivan calls. “Do you two mind riding in the back with her?
Logan clears his throat while Fang gives me a devious grin. “Nope, not all,” he purrs.
“That would be fine,” Logan adds, his cheeks coloring an adorable pink.
“Great,” Ivan says, entering the driver’s seat. “Then let’s go.”
So, not only do I get to travel with my boyfriend to pick up kittens, but I’m also going with my two crushes?
Best. Trip. Ever.
Even though Ivan’s car is roomy, Logan and Fang are both so tall that I end up kind of squished between them, Logan on my left and Fang on my right.
I’m not complaining, though.
Logan’s tantalizing bourbon mixed with Fang’s leather scent has my inner Omegadrooling.
I brought strong mint flavored gum with me along with extra scent blocking gummies, but I purposely don’t use them.
I don’t want to stop scenting them.
“So, you’re okay with everyone calling you Logan?” Fang asks as we begin our drive. “Not Doctor?”
Logan shifts slightly, and his thighs bump against mine. “I don’t mind when Maeve does it, or her friends,” he says softly.
I make an embarrassed face at him. “I never even asked. With the other vet, I always call her Doctor Jolie, but with you…”
“I like just Logan,” he says quietly. “I enjoy when you just use my name. It feels more intimate.”
He says it like a confession, and warmth spreads across my face and down to my core.
“I like it, too,” I say to him sweetly. I can sense that he’s a bit nervous about the trip, and it only makes him more endearing.
“I really appreciate you coming, Logan,” I murmur.
He nods. “I’m happy to help.”
The car air slowly grows thick. The windows are rolled up, and the longer I sit with the Alphas, the more my body heats up.
Sweat gathers at my back, and I shift in my seat.
“You hot back there, sweetheart?” Ivan asks knowingly. “You want the windows down?”
Fang watches for my reaction, then smirks. “I think she could use some air.”
I stick my tongue out at him, and he laughs.
“I knew this trip would be fun,” he says.
Once cool air blows in from outside, taking away some of the intense Alpha scents, I relax in my seat.
