Maverick is so out of it that he doesn’t even realize I’m standing next to him until I’ve tapped his shoulder. “Umm…Mav?”
He blinks up at me, before shaking his head. “Sorry, Wren. You okay?”
I bite my lip again. “Can…can I…?”
Maverick looks at me blankly.
“I mean, do you want…” I shift foot-to-foot. Why is this so hard?
Teddy huffs. “She wants to sit with you, you absolute wanker.” His words startle a laugh out of me, but Maverick just looks between Teddy and I like we’re speaking another language.
“I don’t have to,” I say quickly, taking a step back. “I just thought—”
Maverick’s hand shoots out, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me to him. “Of course you can.” He scoots his chair back slightly, and when I climb into his lap, pure instinct guides me. I straddle his waist, one leg on either side of him. My cheek rests against his chest, my arms wrapping around his torso.
And then…Ipurr. I’m so shocked, the sound stalls for a moment. Then the small vibration in my chest returns, and I relax into him, rubbing my face along his shirt.
My alpha stops breathing.
He doesn’t move.
For a moment, my heart freezes in my chest, and I’m terrified that maybe I’ve committed some grave omega sin. But then…his arms wrap around my back. And he holds me. Tight.
“Are you purring for me, Baby Girl?” he murmurs, his thumb rubbing over my back. I nod into his chest, and even though I can feel his semi-hard length beneath me, he doesn’t press into the contact. “What a good omega, taking care of your alpha.” His voice is like gravel and silk at the same time, and a shiver runs through me.
Good omega.
“She sounds like a fuckin’ kitten,” Teddy whispers excitedly, but I can’t find it in me to be embarrassed. “It’s damn adorable.”
Maverick likes what I’m doing—and he thinks I’m a good omega.
His own purr against me has my eyes drooping, and before I know it, I’m falling asleep.
When I wake, my cheek is still against Maverick’s chest. But…we’re not in the kitchen anymore.
Frowning, I try to sit up, but strong arms around me keep my body in place.
“Five more minutes,” Maverick mumbles sleepily. I blink, trying to let my eyes adjust to the darkness of the room.
Oh, we’re in my “nest”. The black-out curtains have been drawn closed, and the clock on the nightstand reads “10:48”. Damn. We slept for three hours.
“Maverick?” My voice is sleepy as I stretch my arms outward. “How did we get in the nest?”
“Mmm, I carried you.” His voice when he’s tired is different than it is normally. Almost…sexier, somehow.
“You didn’t have to keep me on you,” I murmur, propping up my chin on his chest. He lets out a shuddering sighbefore releasing me.
“I know I didn’t have to,” he looks at me, his hand coming up to run over my hair, “but I wanted to.” He pauses, his eyes searching my face for a moment. He really is handsome, especially in this sleep-rumpled state. His expression turns soft. “I…um. I wanted to…thank you. For coming to me. I didn’t even realize I needed it. You. Before…before all this, I would have pushed through the end of the day and never let myself have the rest I needed.”
I adjust myself to see him better, moving up his body slightly in the process. The motion puts his cock perfectly in line with my crotch, but I do my best to ignore it. “I wanted to. I needed you too. I think…” I bite my lip, meeting his dark eyes. “I think my omega feels extra safe with you.”
“You have no idea how much that means to me,” he murmurs. “Especially since…well, Maggie called last night.”
“Oh?” My brows shoot up. I know she said she’d call, but that seemsreallyfast.
“She said that based on your levels, you…you should be experiencing heat spikes at any time—which we already knew.”
But now it’s confirmed.
