I went into the bunkroom which was a mess. The mattresses were missing, as were the pillows and blankets. I found Dusty’s glasses and a pair of PJ pants for him.
When I came back into the room, Dusty was staggering out of the bathroom. He pushed me down on the bed, and I tried to keep his glasses from getting smooshed.
“Hi.” He gave me this look that just… melted me.
I put his glasses on his face. “Breakfast is ready. Also, it’s the twenty-eighth. Are we squatting? Or did we somehow extend our stay due to… everything.”
“Twenty-eighth? I think Carlos has a game. Shit.” Dusty grabbed his phone. “Oh. Okay, past me had the villa extended because of the storm. They also sent us clean linens and food. It looks like we ordered food a few times? Congratulations package? Comfort feast?” He blinked. “No idea.”
Dusty continued looking through his phone.
“Okay, so our flight was delayed because of the snow. I’ll send a message asking if it’s okay to fly. Hopefully we can get Carlos back for his game. If not, I think being stranded for a snowstorm is a good excuse.” Dusty texted someone. “Ugh. I have all these texts from Bailey and Kace, but I will deal with it after coffee.”
“Sounds good.” I kissed him. Even though I ached and my head hurt, I also felt… good. Happy even. Warmth flowed through me.
His fingers trailed down my neck, and he frowned.
“Fiona went into heat. But I don’t remember much,” I said.Dusty was marked up, too. Especially his neck. Did weallhave a sex partytogether?
“Mmmm, you totally knocked me up, right? My moms are absolutely going to want us to get married if you got me pregnant.” He smothered me with his naked body, his dick hard. His usually neat facial hair was completely out of control.
“If I got you pregnant, I’ll marry you,” I laughed. While occasionally male omegas fell pregnant, to my knowledge none of the other male designations did. Including alphas.
He held up the pants. “These are for me?”
“Yes. We should wear clothes when we go down to eat.” Pushing him, I sat back up.
Dusty shimmied into his pants, then went back into the bathroom, staring into the mirror.
A strange feeling coated me, actually there were a few feelings. Love. Devotion. Confusion.
I rubbed my chest. How strange. Frowning, I shoved my phone in my pocket and stood.
Dusty wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my neck, kissing it. He then changed sides.
“Oh, right there,” I sighed as a delightful sensation shuddered through me, not an orgasm, but it was very pleasant.
His lips went back to the other side, which didn’t feel as good, before then returning to the other.
“What was that? Some sort of alpha superpower?” I murmured, wanting to throw him down on the bed and ride him.
He sucked in a breath and turned me to face him.
“Mo Shíorghra.” His forehead pressed to mine.
“You keep saying it wrong.” I corrected his pronunciation. “Also, why that one?” It meantmy eternal loveand was more commonly used between alpha and omega scent matches.
Dusty and I were not soulmates.
A frown twitched on his lips. “I love you.”
I sucked in a breath. Really? We were doing this now? Did he remember more than I did?
His arms wrapped around me, pulling me tight. “Hey, it’s okay. I know it’s scary. I love you, and if you’re not ready to say it back, it’s fine. Because I know how you feel. We will figure this out.”
He knew how I felt? How the fuck…
More love flooded me in a way I’d never felt before, silencing those thoughts. It was warm and comforting, like a hot bubble bath after a long night in the cold with a sniper rifle. Slowly it pushed out all my doubts, my fear, like warm water erasing a chill.
