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Aaaand too late I realised that Alder had out-manoeuvred me. I’d just confessed everything.
“I hate it when you do that.”
He shrugged. “You never learn. Don’t worry, if it’s any consolation, Liam wasn’t any more subtle about it than you were.”
“Don’t be mean to Liam, Alder. He’s done so much for me when he didn’t have to do anything.”
Alder gave a disbelieving hum. “And he dropped everything to stay with you and look after you because he’s such a good person?”
“Yes. He’s… kind.”
It was true. Liam was the kindest man I’d met in goodness knows how long. And he’d given me a little taste of the domestic bliss that I’d been missing. When he’d sent the message ‘I won’t be home until about four. Do you want me to bring anything back?’ I’d been bowled over. Home? That sounded so… perfect.
Alder wasn’t on board with my pathetic fantasies, though. He was cynically asking, “Yes, but he’s not doing it for nothing, is he?”
Before I could answer, he swept on without pausing. “We both know he wants into your pants, Waggoner. The man practically follows you around with his tongue hanging out. I can’t decide whether it’s disgusting and pervy or whether it’s adorable in a pathetic, needy way.”
“You make both ways sound bad anyway.”
“Probably, but that’s because I don’t like alphas much.”
“Except Ty,” I pointed out.
“Ty doesn’t count. He’s an exception to every rule.”
I held my tongue. Experience had taught me not to push Alder where Ty was concerned.
Alder continued. “This could be a blessing in disguise. Here you are, stuck at home with nobody else around but this virile young man who wants to bone you.”
“Alder, stop, I can’t hear these words coming out of your mouth. Seriously?”
“I’m just saying that if this alpha is staying, you’re stuck in close quarters with him and nobody else around—”
“Youare literally here right now. Don’t you count?”
He smiled sweetly at me. “I don’t want to fuck you like he does.”
“Liam doesn’t—” I began but stopped, cutting off my own denial. Hehadindicated that he was interested. In me. In having sex with me.
I wasn’t surewhyhe was interested but that wasn’t the issue here.
“I see even you’re not that naïve, Waggoner. It’s about time you noticed someone was interested in you. You’ve been living like a monk for too long. How long is it since you got laid?”
“A while,” I grunted. I didn’t want to get specific. It was five years. Five years since Frank ditched me for a younger model.
“How long?”
I knew Alder could be like a dog with a bone so I glared at him, trying to tell him to back off. He didn’t. That wasn’t Alder’s style. He pushed. He always pushed.
“Who was it? That you last slept with?”
“Frank,” I admitted at last.
“You’re kidding! This is worse than I thought. It’s been, what, five years?”
I nodded.
“And you haven’t thought to sleep with anyone else since Fuckwit Frank?”
