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Who would have thought it would come to this?Me attempting to woo a gorgeous young beta who's entirely out of my league.
Simultaneously, an ugly, dark question lurks at the back of my mind as we merge onto the interstate and head for Tolmeco.Is this even what I want?
A relationship after so many years of solitude? Something solid and stable after writing off finding another mate entirely?
My entire life will change forever, not that it hasn't already started its metamorphosis, and I risk losing the reputation I've worked so hard for. Choosing a mate–a beta at that–could ruin everything.
Regardless, I think I know the answer.
The moments I spend with Jessa are too sweet, too precious to throw away. Too absolutely fucking perfect to lose.
If she were any other beta, any otherwoman, she'd be jumping at the chance to be with an alpha.
Not Jessa.
Never Jessa.
And that's what makes her so goddamn desirable.
If I want her, I'll have to fight for her. I'll have to prove how serious I am, convince her I can love her the way she deserves.
I just have to hope it's enough, and then be okay with whatever she decides.
"Have you ever been to Tolmeco?" I ask, looking to strike up conversation and chase away the heavy thoughts.
As many times as I've fantasized about her, we haven't had many opportunities to talk outside of the restaurant or the bedroom. The times wehavetalked, it's been about work or her uniform or her past.
I want to know about her.
I want to knowher,but I don't want to scare her by throwing a million questions at her at once.
"No," she says, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I haven’t traveled out of the city much.”
“It’s nice. Smaller than Brookesville, and there’s a nice stretch of countryside right past it,” I say. “Tolmeco is where I’m looking to open a second restaurant.”
“A second restaurant?” Her voice ticks up before immediately dropping to a more somber tone. “Would you be moving to that one to work?”
“For a bit to get it off the ground,” I admit. “But the building still needs a lot of renovations, so it won’t be for a few months.”
She nods along before falling silent, and I turn the radio up just enough to fill the car with background music, soft enough that we can easily talk over it.
“You’re quiet.” I smirk, determined to break her out of her shell. “Do you only like harassing me when we’re at work?”
“Apparently,” she giggles in response. “It’s easier when there are other people around. When it’s just us, I’m a little…”
“Nervous?”
She nods, and I can’t help but want to reach over and place a comforting hand on her thigh. I don’t want her to be nervous or afraid of me. I would never do anything to hurt her or cross any lines she makes. Despite my raunchy desires, my intentions are pure. I’m being careful, empathetic.
“Don’t be nervous,” I say. “I don’t bite.”
She chuckles once. “Liar. You bit me last night.”
Heat creeps up the back of my neck, but she bursts into laughter, and I can feel the tension break.There she is. That’s the Jessa I’ve come to know at the restaurant.
She relaxes, her shoulders sagging slightly, her breathing not so stiff.
“Touché. I thought it was rather enjoyable, though.”
