Page 57 of Knot A Chance

If you told me he did either of those things professionally, I’d believe you.

He gave us an amused smile. “I never thought I’d see the day when Bennett Winchester was in an actual relationship.” He pulled out the chair across from us and sat down. “I thought it was going to be you and me holding out forever.”

“Maybe you’ll be next,” Bennett said, shifting me on his lap so I could face Reid.

I could probably get up and sit on my own, but I’d much rather stay where I am.

“I doubt that very much,” Reid said, holding his hand out for me. “I’m Reid Sullivan, local tattoo artist and resident bad boy who you’ll want to protect your sister from. I ride my motorcycle everywhere, and generally don’t like people other than Wyatt, Bennett, and Bennett’s sisters.”

I laughed. “That’s quite the introduction. I’m Felix, Bennett’s boyfriend.”

Reid nodded with a smirk. “Right, boyfriend. Bennett, you smell a lot better tonight than usual. All that pine of yours is tempered by Felix’s sweet, snowy smell. It’s almost like your scents are truly compatible. Anyone else told you that yet?”

Bennett’s grip on my waist tightened. “I’ve noticed.”

Reid nodded. “You’re very attractive, Felix. Too bad Bennett met you first; I think snow and peppermint could combine nicely too.”

I gave Reid a flirty smile as he pumped out peppermint pheromones. He smelled great, but still not nearly as perfect as Bennett did. “Oh, you seem fun. I take it you like to stir up shit for your own entertainment?”

Reid shrugged just as Wyatt appeared behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. Wyatt exuded the most dominance of the group, which baffled me when I thought about how he and Ally were together. Just how strong is Ally?

“If you’re done flirting with Bennett’s boyfriend just to watch him snap, maybe we can go to the bar and get drinks?” Wyatt asked, looking around for Ally.

“She’s in the back. She spilled a pitcher of water on herself a few minutes ago,” I said.

Reid grinned. “Maybe we should go find her. White shirt, by any chance?”

“Fuck you,” Wyatt said, shoving Reid as he stood.

They walked together to the bar and Bennett whispered in my ear. “Reid is a good guy. He lets people think he’s a bad boy with the hope that it repels people. But trust me, he needs more protecting from my sisters than they need from him.”

I chuckled. “Ally I can understand, but Oakley hardly seems dangerous.”

Bennett nodded. “She’s not physically dangerous, that is true. In case it wasn’t obvious though, Reid is a flirt to deflect from his real feelings. He’s harmless.”

So Oakley is emotionally dangerous to Reid? Yeah, I’m going to have a lot of questions about this group. Their history is intriguing.

“He’s a harmless flirt and yet you still tensed like the possessive fucker you are when he flirted with me,” I said, kissing Bennett again.

“Yup, and it clearly turns you on when I’m possessive,” he said in a sultry voice as he subtly inhaled through his nose.

“Being an omega sucks sometimes.” I pouted, even more aware of the slick forming in my ass than I was before Bennett mentioned it.

He gripped the sides of my ass and rolled his hips up into my crack. “Pretty sure it’ll be great when I get you home tonight and sink inside you.”

“Mmm,” I moaned. “I feel like I really have a nice handle on your friends now. This went great. Same time next month?”

Bennett laughed as Wyatt and Reid returned with a tray of beers and amusement on their faces.

Cool, I love that his friends are all alphas who can smell my arousal. Not embarrassing at all.

“Sniff him and die, assholes,” Bennett said, quickly dropping his playfulness.

Wyatt held his hands up in surrender as he sat down across from the empty chair next to us. “Not interested, no offense.”

“None taken. I assume omegas aren’t really your thing?” I asked.

Reid sat down across from us and snorted in amusement.