Kota put the creamer away and started setting the table, leaving me and Hayes alone for a moment.
“How are you feeling about everything?” I asked, my voice quiet so the conversation stayed between us.
“I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about pack life, but I kind of like it. It’s nice having people in my life. Not just the team, but people to come home to.”
“Coach likes us,” Kota sang out. Hayes rolled his eyes and jabbed a spatula toward the delta.
“Well, except for that one,” he said. He pressed his lips together so he couldn’t laugh.
“How are you feeling after last night? Nothing went further than you wanted, right?” His eyes drifted down to the marks that were on display thanks to the oversized shirt I was wearing hanging off one shoulder.
“No. Everything went perfectly last night. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier,” I admitted.
“Good.” He turned off the stove and stepped closer so he was standing between my legs. His face was serious as he studied me. “I’m sorry about?—”
I jolted forward and crashed my lips to his, refusing to let him apologize for anything.
He groaned and stepped forward, kissing me deeply before pulling away.
“Don’t even think about it, omega.”
“Don’t you even think about apologizing for anything. We’re past it. You were an asshole, we have acknowledged it, and now we’re moving on.”
“But—” I pointed a finger at him and he cut himself off, looking exasperated.
“I’m so tired of everyone beating themselves up. We’re going to have a nice breakfast. You are going to go back to being the big, bad coach when we get to the arena, and I will be the sassy, cute journalist who’s going to follow all your players around.”
“Oh, is that how you see it?” he asked, laughing and shaking his head before burying his nose in my neck and breathing deep.“I might never get over being able to breathe you in like this, omega.”
Then he was pulling me off the counter and over to the table, sitting me down in his lap.
It seemed my guys liked putting me in their laps.
He made one giant plate for both of us, spearing a bite and holding it up to my lips.
I raised an eyebrow.
“Little bat, open your mouth.”
“Yes, alpha,” I said sarcastically before letting my mouth drop open.
He popped the fork past my lips, and I wrapped my mouth around it before chewing.
He watched the movement, his chest rumbling in a soft purr. God, they were so easy to please and so cute. I adored this pack, even though I wouldn’t have said that even a week ago.
It was insane how fast finding your pack was.
In the blink of an eye, I went from a single journalist to an omega with a pack.
A bonded omega at that.
“So, we’re all in agreement that we need a few things to make this house work, right?” Kota said before shoving his mouth full of bacon and chewing happily.
After learning about the coldness of his family and losing his grandparents, I couldn’t blame him for diving headfirst into making this place a home.
“We can walk around after breakfast and figure out what rooms everybody will be staying in,” Greer said. He was already warming up to the idea.
“I’m going to say right now before we get too far here, that I’m never going to divide my time exactly equally between you. I want this to feel natural and if I feel like I’m constantly on aschedule, it will drive me crazy. If one of you needs me, I want to be there without having to give the others an IOU.”
