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She grinned. “You’re welcome. Hopefully it all moves fast.” She then turned to Dylan. “Do you want me to walk you back to your car?”

Dylan shook his head. “I think I’d like to discuss the furniture while I’m here.”

“Of course! I’ll call you if I need anything then.”

“Thank you.”

I stood, then turned to Dylan. “Let me walk her down; then we’ll discuss furniture.”

“Ok.”

Connie chattered about how excited she was for Dylan to take over the space while we took the elevator down. Then I waved as I closed the door behind her.

I jogged to the elevator as soon as it was clear she wasn’t going to turn back. The wait for the elevator doors to open was excruciating.

Then I was in the office with my alpha, who’d stood and was waiting for me.

There was only one more thing to do.

I strode to where I was in clear view of one of the cameras and faced it.

“SecondShield. This is Flynn Smith, authorized agent for this location. Please pause all video and audio recording of this room until I exit. Code… umm… ummm…”

My brain short-circuited as I thought about what I wanted Dylan to do to me.

“Damnit,” I huffed. “Fated mates. And I don’t want an audience.”

I stared at the small indicator light on the camera. It glowed red for several seconds, blinked blue three times—an acknowledgement of a verbal command—then went dark.

The soft whirs of the lenses closing on all of the cameras in the room.

I looked around to ensure that all the cameras were dark.

Then, holding back was no longer an option. I walked over and pulled my alpha down into a kiss.

Chapter 11 - Dylan

“Damnit,” declared my gorgeous omega. “Fated mates. And I don’t want an audience.”

My brain caught up to the situation right as small whirs from the cameras around the room sounded.

Then I was thrown off kilter again as he strode over and pulled me into a kiss.

My brain may have been struggling, but my cock fully understood what was happening, and it was at full attention.

I took a step back in an attempt to keep my balance after finding myself with an armful of omega, but one step turned to two, and I quickly found that he’d maneuvered us so that I was against the interior brick wall.

I moaned as our tongues tangled and he ground his hard cock against me. I slung one arm around his waist and cradled the back of his neck with the other hand.

Mine…

“Alpha…” he breathed as we came up for air.

“My omega,” I rumbled.

“Please,” he begged, sliding a hand down my front to cup my bulge.

“Shouldn’t I take you to dinner first?” I teased.