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Leanne is next to Echo, and Toshi’s next to her.
E.A. is sound asleep at my left, and he’s not in pyjamas.
My gaze drifts over his pale, smooth back, and the urge to claim him as mine rises up inside me so fast that I have to force myself to climb out from under the sheets and slip quietly out of the bed.
My dick is knotted so hard it’s almost fucking painful.
Jesus fucking Christ. I’ve lived with this guy for fifteen years and I never had a sexual thought about him until I became the lead Alpha, and now … Now all I can think about when I see him is how much I want to fuck him.
It’s crazy. I shouldn’t want anyone badly enough that my cock won’t unknot when I really need it to.
It stays impossibly thick and swollen while I shower, and I give up on the idea of getting dressed for obvious reasons. I leave the bathroom via Toshi’s room, keeping the towel wrapped around my waist.
I push away the urge to go back to bed.
I know if I climb back under those sheets, something’s going to happen that will change my relationship with E.A. forever. That would be big, and it would be scary.
Becoming lead Alpha was one thing.
Taking E.A. as my mate would be something else entirely.
I shrug off that temptation and head straight for the couch.
I missed out on the end of last night’s plan.
Taking care of Echo was my priority. Falling asleep beside him wasn’t something I’d intended on.
Passing out until morning wasn’t on my list of things to do yesterday, either.
I switch on the TV and hit the mute button before the sound of the morning cartoons can wake Toshi.
Finding a news channel, I put on subtitles, and it takes all of ten seconds of surfing around to realize every story on every channel is related to Harlan West and his trafficking operation.
Looks like we did it.
I can’t help the smile that forms on my lips.
I watch clips of Leanne stating the facts, clips of Harlan threatening her, and clips of Harlan’s clients slamming their doors in reporter’s faces.
I’m so absorbed in reading the subtitles that I don’t notice anyone else has stepped into the room, until E.A. is standing behind me, staring at TV screen.
“It’s gone national,” he murmurs, making me jump in the seat.
My towel falls away from one thigh as I look back at him.
“Jesus, E.A., don’t sneak up on me like that.”
He raises an eyebrow at me. “You’d rather I snuck up on you in a different way?”
“I’d rather you didn’t sneak up on me at all. What are you, a cat? Get a bell, E.A.”
He gives me a bemused smile. “You’re so jumpy this morning.”
I don’t get a chance to respond before he disappears into his bedroom.
Relax, Spencer. Whatever this new obsession is about, it’s completely one-sided.
I might be thinking about how good his ass looked in those tight briefs, but he’s probably still got his mind on the case. It’s E.A. I’m talking about. He barely thinks about anything other than work.
