Page 37 of Heart On Ice


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“I can’t really trip on anything if I’m stuck on your knot,” I pointed out dryly. I didn’t say that Leith’s and my sex life was the same as it had been before, I didn’t want to make my alpha, my first love, feel bad about his mental block.

“I’ll work on getting past this, I swear,” Enzo promised, pressing a kiss to my sweaty temple.

I said nothing, choosing instead to let his heartbeat steady me again.

“I love you,” Enzo whispered, trying to goad me into speaking.

I gave in, never one to be disappointed in him for too long. “I love you too, love, more than the moon and the stars.”

Cheesy gestures with my alphas were my favorite. I sometimes liked to think I lived in some kind of cute Rom-Com. Something like The Adventures of Artie, Enzo, Leith, and two crazy dogs—it was a working title at this point, but I was pretty sure it had all the makings of a bloody Hallmark movie.

Those movies always had a happy ending. Something I desperately wanted to learn how to create with our quickly changing dynamics.

But those thoughts would have to wait because the door to my room opened and Leith stepped inside.

I glanced over at him, having to lift my head so I could see his blurry shape due to the daytime backlighting from the living room.

I could feel him inhale Enzo’s and my mixed scents and also his rising lust at it through the bond, but then, just underneath that, was panic.

“What is it?” I asked, using Enzo’s chest to push up into a sitting position.

Leith shook his head, like he couldn’t believe what he was about to say. “I went downstairs to help the mover get the box scooted up so that the other people moving in could park their truck.”

I frowned, not understanding where he was going with this. “Yes, and…?”

“Colt Stone is either the most oblivious billionaire ever, or he’s absolutely fucking diabolical,” Leith said, ignoring my prodding.

“Leith, get to the point,” Enzo snapped, leaning in front of me to snag his shirt off of the floor.

“We’ve got new neighbors right next door and one of them is tall, gorgeous, and not happy to see me.”

Shit, I thought as I realized exactly what he meant.

What were the chances that on the day we moved in that Ciara Callaghan also moved in next door?

Despite Enzo’s cursing and Leith’s clear discomfort, a tiny thrill shot right through me.

Even though Ciara was baggage and a half, as soon as I’d gotten a whiff of her scent at the Olympics and again clinging to Leith’s skin after their confrontation in the hotel, I’d been nursing the teensiest, tiniest crush on the female alpha.

Chapter ten

“No, Colt, I don’t know why you’d move me and Penelope in right next to them. Are you crazy?” Ciara was saying into her cell phone as we all stood awkwardly in the hallway.

The buzz from my quickie with Artie had quickly worn off in the face of one very pissed off Ciara and the confused beta woman with her.

I’d known that we would probably run into her at some point. After all, I’d accepted a job with her brother-in-law to work at the same place she spent nearly every day at.

I just didn’t think that it would actually mean having her live in the apartment right across the hall from us.

“I don’t care if it’s the only available apartment in the fucking building, I’m about to pack everything back onto the truck and go live in a hovel with Penelope. See how Aurelia feels about that,” Ciara snapped, her brown cheeks darkening with a flush as her Irish accent became more pronounced with her anger.

I’d heard a lot about this woman in the few years since meeting with Leith. The guy had been so stupidly hung up on her that it had nearly made our pack fail before it could even get off of the ground.

She was flighty, selfish, and chock-full of baggage that would take anyone years to unpack.

And she was also one of the prettiest women I’d ever seen in my entire damn life.

Even dressed in a pair of baggy jeans, a white v-neck shirt, and the ugliest yellow raincoat ever—she was striking to look at.

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