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It’s the last thing I would have expected her to put any real effort into.
She gives me a smile as I leave the room.
I could get used to this version of Scarlett.
I really hope she’s feeling like she might like to get used to us.
Chapter thirty-four
Sapphire
Why do all these guys have to be so hot, and so damn sweet? Great looking guys are supposed to be assholes. Especially when they’re Alphas. This pack is way too good to be true.
I finish mopping in the kitchen and leave the mop in the bucket by the side of the door.
I’m thinking about heading into the lounge, which is where I know Scout is, when I hear a creaking sound. I turn and glance at the stairs. Movement catches my eye and I look up as a door clicks shut on the landing.
Huh.
Impossibly hot and sweet guy number four must be up there.
For a second, I’m curious enough to take a step toward the staircase.
Then, I remind myself that it isn’t super-smart to follow an Alpha into his bedroom.
I’m already secretly drooling over these guys. I don’t want to make it too obvious I’m attracted to them, especially while I’m supposed to be Scarlett.
My sister has made her feelings clear.
She’s not interested.
I move toward the open lounge door.
The couches have been moved back to where they were yesterday, and Scout is sitting in one of them, mug placed on the arm of the couch while he reads a newspaper. He glances up when I step into the room, straightening in his seat and folding the paper closed.
“Sorry, do you need me to move?” he asks, already getting to his feet.
“It’s up to you,” I tell him. “The kitchen floor is wet and I only really need you to move a little once I get the vacuum out in here.”
“Oh,” he says, nodding slowly. “Right.”
He’s feeling kind of uncomfortable with this weird situation.
Even if I wasn’t an Omega, I could tell.
He sits back down, but he doesn’t open his paper back up.
“The room really doesn’t need cleaned,” I admit, as I move past him. “Rueben offered to let me clean his room since Bishop doesn’t go in there, but I don’t know if that’s a smart idea.”
He laughs. “It’s not. I definitely wouldn’t go in there if you don’t have to. If Bishop knew Rueben made that suggestion, he would have spent all of last night cleaning Rueben’s room before you could set foot in there.”
“That bad, huh?” I ask, not really surprised.
“Worse, probably,” Scout admits, standing back up and coming toward me.
He gets the cleaning products out of their hiding spot before I can reach it.
“Well, I wouldn’t want to go up there without him,” I find myself saying, only realizing how it sounds after I’ve said it. I can feel my cheeks getting hot as Scout looks back at me.
