“Want to suck my dick before you open?”
I blink a few times and turn to my alpha, who is now sitting on the couch with his jeans around his ankles, legs spread wide, and his cock out and standing tall in his fist.
He grins as I get up from behind the desk and move to lock my office door. “I promise I’ll return the favor after, I just like watching you suck me off too much to do anything else right now. You’re so pretty with my cock in your mouth. I’ll make sure you get off, though. It’s important to me to take care of you, too. Then we can go downstairs and I’ll eye fuck you from the bar until I can really fuck you later.”
I smile and shake my head as I sink to my knees between his thighs.
Leon is all over the fucking map; he’s pure chaos, the most beautiful disaster, and I really am head over heels for the dumbass.
CHAPTER 16
LIV
NO TIME - THE GUESS WHO
Icheck my reflection one more time as I take a deep breath, my eyes scanning the person in the mirror staring back at me.
A stranger.
Maybe a chameleon is more like it.
I’ve been so many people over the years, a different person during different phases of my life.
Right now, this phase seems even more difficult than the rest.
It feels like a ton has changed in the last seventy two hours, too much for such a short period of time. But I know better than anyone that fate only needs a few seconds to change your path entirely, so I shouldn’t feel so off about it.
I do, though.
Off and heavy, and it’s worrying Niko.
I lean toward the mirror and tilt my head, looking over the elaborate tattoo on my throat and follow it down to the huge one on my chest. I turn slightly and check out the beautiful ink on my back, what I can see of it, then rotate slightly to look at the black and white half sleeve on my left arm.
He’s talented, my omega.
So goddamn talented but when I asked him how quickly he could do some big work for me, I was still surprised by the time frames he gave me. Even more so when he managed to come in just under them.
Niko was worried about all of this, though. He couldn’t hide it if he wanted to, not from me, but I don’t think he would have been able to anyway. The drastic changes I’ve made to my physical appearance, my sudden shift in focus along with an almost standoffish attitude. They’re freaking him out and I really don’t like it.
But I had a lot of time to think while I was recovering. Too much, some might say.
I was able to put some things into a clearer perspective, and I was able to see where I’ve been lacking. I recentered myself and dug back into the line of thinking I had before I left the shelter.
There’s something nagging at me, something that’s been bugging me ever since I was able to figure out that my starting point was the other side of Minneapolis. I’m still not entirely sure what it is, but I think I’m finally getting there.
When I was getting ready to leave our house, before I burned it down and went to grab what turned out to be way more money than I thought we had, there was a slip of paper tucked inside one of the rolled wads of cash. It fell out while I was filling the duffle bags but I didn’t bother looking at what it said, I didn’t give a shit at the time so I just tucked it back inside and took everything with me.
That slip of paper didn’t cross my mind once until I started buying things for my trip. I unrolled several of the rubber banded stacks and it was right there, and I paid a bit more attention the second time I discovered it. Not that it did me a lot of good. It had one very messy, very cryptic thing scribbled on it that made no sense.
N44993W.
I had no idea what it meant, not really, and it took me a few weeks to put it together, but eventually it clicked.
It looked like coordinates, and I was right.
It was coordinates for Minneapolis.
Not exact, but pretty damn close.
