Not only did I sleep with Sookie but it was probably the best sex I’veeverhad. My entire body hurts in the most wonderfulway. I’m going to be sorefor days. My skin stings where Sookie bit me and I know I’ll have to disinfect everything when I get home to make sure they all heal properly.
I turn onto my side, staring at Sookie while he sleeps. His body is just as marked and bruised as my own. My hand clenches in the sheets to help me resist the urge to reach out and touch him. He’s so beautiful and he smellsso good.
If I thought my feelings were confusing before, they’ve become crystal clear now that we’ve met.
I like him.
Not only do I like him, but I want him. Desperately.
With one last look, I carefully get out of bed. I start to pick up my clothes from where they’re trailing through Sookie’s apartment. Finally I find my jeans, sliding them on and checking my phone. It’s just a bit after 5am, the perfect time to make my exit.
At the last second, I pick up one of Sookie’s shirts, stealing it for myself. I know it’s fucked up and I shouldn’t but I want one thing with hisfreshscent on it. Something to remember him by, just in case this is the only time we ever do something like this.
I close the door behind me and start heading down the stairs. I can feel my heart breaking with every step I take.
Of course I figure out my feelings right when Sookie decides he doesn’t want me. I bring his shirt to my face, breathing him in. My inner alpha is a mess. He wants us to march back up the stairs and declare our interest. He wants us to win Sookie over, one way or another.
I can’t do that. I have to respect his wishes. Maybe I can convince him to give the two of us a real shot, if for nothing else than because we’re compatible as fuck when it comes to sex.
My head is such a mess that I don’t notice the door at the bottom of the stairs opening until I run right into another person.
“Shit,” I hiss out, looking up. “I’m so sorry.”
Apparently, there are two doors down here. One straight in front of me that leads to the alleyway, and one to the right. That’s where the person just came from.
“No worries,” he says right away, suddenly grinning from ear to ear. The beta looks at me for a long time before grabbing my shoulder and steering me through the door on the right. “Come sit down. Let me make you a cup of coffee. You look like you need one.”
I’m so shocked that I can’t argue. Suddenly, I’m being led to a table, pushed down into a chair.
“Darlings? Come meet Shiloh’s gentleman caller!”
Two people burst into the area and I realize with a start that one, this is a bakery coffee shop. Two, that these people are obviously Sookie’s family. And finally, the most important thing, is that I now know Sookie’s real name.Shiloh.
“Shiloh?” I say, barely above a whisper.
The beta tilts his head to the side, watching me.
An alpha jumps in, snorting. “Gentleman caller?”
The omega, on the other hand, narrows his eyes at me. “What do you mean ‘Shiloh’? You didn’t even know hisname?”
All three of them stop and look at me. I rub the back of my neck, suddenly feeling flayed open and exposed. Their eyes dart around my face, taking in my broken lip, the numerous bite marks, and scratches across my skin. No doubt they can smell their kid on me.
Oh fuck my life.
If it were possible, I would throw myself out the window and into oncoming traffic. I wish the earth would swallow me whole. Going and getting each of my teeth pulled would be better than this.
“Umm,” I start to say but the beta cuts me off.
“Let’s start over,” he says quickly, holding up his hands. “We’re Shiloh’s dads. I’m Reggie. The alpha over there is Cal. Our omega is Scotty. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
I lick my lips, trying to get my voice to work. “I’m Kei.”
“How do you know our son?” Scotty asks, his eyes still narrowed. He starts working, putting things together for the bakery. Cal hands me a cup of coffee and I take it gratefully.
“I’m a streamer. Shiloh is one of my moderators. We’ve known each other for years but last night was the first time we met in person.”
“And what are your intentions with our son?” Reggie asks. He says it seriously but there’s a glint in his eye that tells me he’s just fucking with me.
