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I glance over to see a blush coloring her cheeks. “It was.”
My thoughts careen out of control, images of Jessa bent over with her ass in the air for me taking over. I picture the way I slammed into her last night, working my hips until my knot slipped inside her, how I bit her. The urge to mark her was so strong, it made my teeth ache, but that wasn’t part of the deal.
Besides, marking betas can have nasty side effects, and that’s not something I’m willing to subject Jessa to.
But if I was able…
I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself.
twenty
JESSA
Despite the bit of nerves still clinging to my spine, being with Alessandro is easy. Easy, effortless, and quite frankly, a little scary.
This should be more difficult.Shouldn’t it?
He’s a rich, classy, powerful alpha. Shouldn’t I be more uncomfortable in his presence and not feel like we’ve been friends for a long time? Like he knows me better than anyone else, despite hardly knowing me at all?
I can’t explain it, and my throat feels tight when I consider how comfortable I am with him, but luckily, Alessandro keeps the conversation flowing without pause.
“So, tell me what your plans are,” he says gently, eyes focused ahead on the road even as his hand slips across the console and onto my thigh.
Butterflies erupt in my stomach at the touch, heat creeping up my neck and into my cheeks, but I don’t push his hand away. The physical contact is a comfort, but it simultaneously sets me on fire, the same way it does every other time he touches me.
“For the day? Not die in these heels.” I chuckle, looking down at the strappy wedges I’m wearing.
He laughs with me, shaking his head. “Not what I meant, sorry. Going forward. Are you wanting to work long enough to get into your own place? Are you wanting to save up some and then disappear? What does the future look like for Jessa Morrow?”
Coming from anyone else, the questions would be too invasive. Too private. I’d probably find a way to deflect, giving him some half-baked answer just to get him off my back, but coming from Alessandro, they feel caring. Empathetic. Curious.
I can’t help but wonder if it’s because he wants to know where I fit into the future of the restaurant.
His future.
“I’m…” Thoughts come crashing down on me. Thoughts of eluding my old pack, possibly disappearing and moving far away, never to return. But then, I consider Alessandro.
If I disappear forever, I’ll never see him again. While there’s nothing real between us, I’m beginning to think there absolutely could be.
He has everything I could possibly need. Heiseverything I could possibly need, despite our staggering age difference.
If I stayed and moved into my own place, it wouldn’t be far enough away from my old pack, but it would keep me close enough to Alessandro that I could still see him and still work at Sal’s.Still stay the night with him if he lets me.
I chase the thoughts of us together forever from my brain. It’s illogical, and I know that. Best not to get attached to the idea.
“I’m not sure,” I finally answer, realizing he’s still waiting. “I’m just trying to survive day to day right now. I haven’t decided what I want to do yet.” Then, with a wave of confidence, I add, “Waiting for something to sway me one way or the other, I guess.”
He doesn’t say anything immediately, but I clock the upward tick at the corner of his mouth, and I can’t help but wonder what’s going through his mind. We’re alone, stuck together for a long-ass car ride. It’s the perfect chance to get to know him, find out what he’s thinking.
Still, I’m nervous, afraid to know the answer.
What if I’m the only one considering something long term, and he’s still writing this off as a one-night thing?
One night with a date afterward…
“What about you?” I ask, interrupting my train of thought. “You know my sad story, but you’re the mysterious one.”
“Mysterious?” He cocks an eyebrow. ”How so?”
