My jeans barely left room, hugging my ass and hips. The dark wash looked perfect with the black tank top that had a lacy overlay. I’d thrown on my usual makeup—dark shadow and eyeliner with black lipstick. My earrings were little daggers wrapped in vines with a rose.
“You look incredible,” he said, his eyes heating slightly before he seemed to shake himself out of it.
The omega wanted me, too.
“So do you,” I said, giving him the same slow-perusal as he gave me.
Rylan had put some kind of curl product in his hair after his shower, so his curls were glossy and hanging perfectly around his face. He looked more relaxed now, the dirt of moving washed away.
He’d also picked jeans that hugged his ass.
And it was agloriousass. The kind toned in the gym but still naturally soft enough that it would be there regardless.
He was one sexy omega.
Then he was pulling me out the door and leading me to his black SUV.
Rylan even opened the door for me. He started to reach for the belt like he wanted to buckle me in but stopped himself.
The fact the instinct was there had my chest warming. Once we gave in, I just knew we’d fit together perfectly.
If we were this comfortable in one day, I knew he would make me feel like a queen. And I would worship him right back.
For now, this was enough.
It was nice to know that I had someone to go out with and a familiar face in this town. We’d be able to meet up for lunch or dinner, or go out after hard days. I felt a lot less alone.
“I’m going to need you to keep an open mind here,” he said, giving me a teasing grin as he drove across town.
That did more to unsettle me than reassure me.
“Where are you taking me?” I demanded, my voice full of amusement and a little trepidation.
“It’s what one might consider a hole-in-the-wall restaurant.”
“And this is how you’re going to introduce me to the city?”
“Oh, yeah,” he said, completely confident in his choice. “And to be fair, it’s kind of a two-for-one deal. Dinner and a dive bar. You’ll love it.”
“Give me the name and I can look it up,” I countered, my phone at the ready to search for it.
“Nope,” he sang out.
“You’re not helping,” I pointed out with a huff. He just chuckled and shot me a wink before turning up the music and singing along softly as he navigated through North Crossing.
I decided to let him have his secrets for now as I studied the town rolling by.
Westgrave had always seemed like the perfect size to me. Somewhere between a small town and a small city. There were enough places to make sure we had proper shopping and things to do without feeling overwhelmingly large.
North Crossing was even smaller. More like a typical small town despite the giant hockey arena looming over the other buildings. They’d made hockey their entire lives here.
It was unavoidable, which was another reason I was confused why Rylan had come here of all places.
Especially while he hated his job.
“So, why did you pick North Crossing?” I asked as I turned back to him.
His smile dimmed slightly, but he just shrugged.
