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“I’m saving room for dessert,” I tell him for the second time. “If I fill up on the meal, I won’t be able to try both options! I saw two that I want.” My arms cross over my chest as I stretch back against the booth. “Maybe three,” I mutter under my breath.
“Oh shit.” Ramsey chuckles. “I think we’re about to see who reigns supreme when it comes to being stubborn.”
“Sorry to burst your bubble, but it’s not you, pretty girl.” Warrick picks up my fork and knife and slices off a piece of my steak.
“I said I’m full.”
“Of room for actual food,” Warrick scoffs. “You barely had four bites of steak.”
Fitz shoves his empty plate away. “She never eats much meat.”
“And that would be fine if she were filling her diet with enough protein and fats.” Warrick moves the fork close to my mouth as his other hand falls to rest on my thigh. “Omegas, especially, have to make sure they’re eating enough nutrients. Otherwise, you’re more prone to bone disease, like osteoporosis, and even cavities can be an issue.”
“Maybe she should have milk with her meal next time instead of soda.” Ramsey scratches his jaw like he’s actually thinking that through.
“Are you sure you want to suggest that when you’ll be sitting next to me?” I ask. “I might be tempted to stab you with my fork. You forking traitor.”
“Forking?” Ramsey snorts.
“Open,” Warrick growls.
I spin to face him, intending to tell him I’m an adult who can make her own choices, but he plays dirty. His thick fingers slide up my skirt, dancing over my leggings right at the apex of my thighs. The contact makes me gasp. He unceremoniously shoves the steak in, and I’m so shocked, I chew and swallow without argument.
“I can’t believe that worked,” Fitz says, running his hand higher on my thigh on the other side. “Is that all I’ve had to do all these years to get you to eat a little more?”
Warrick gets close to my ear and says, “There are benefits to being an agreeable little omega.” His hand pulls away, and he slaps my clit over the fabric with the back of his fingers. “Just like there are consequences if you don’t behave.”
I freaking tremble in response. My impulses want to be anagreeable little omega, so maybe he’ll call me agood girl. And yet, I’m also fascinated by the prospects of being naughty and finding out what those consequences feel like.
Ramsey is right across from me, and my jaw falls when I see he’s been taking pictures of this little exchange. At least what happenedoverthe table.
I swallow thickly.
“How about a bite of broccoli?” Fitz suggests. “She didn’t even touch that.”
“The vegetable came with the meal,” I say indignantly. “It seemed rude to ask them to leave it off.”
Warrick’s low chuckle vibrates in the air as he dips the broccoli in the sauce it came in. “A couple of bites of this, and you can have those desserts you’re so desperate for.” He gets so close, his warm breath hits my neck. “Or we can take a trip to the restroom to revisit the idea of not-so-fun spankings.”
God, why is that so hot? My eyes flutter shut as my thighs clench. Unfortunately, both alphas’ hands are still resting on my thighs. Their low laughter says they firmly understand the effect his words had on my body.
I open my mouth at the same time as my eyes. Ramsey leans forward, watching with rapt attention, as my lips wrap around the tines of the fork.
Oh yeah, three alphas are absolutely a lot to handle.
ChapterFourteen
Warrick
I’ve always had excellent self-control. My workout regime gets fucked up during tours, but I’m disciplined to the point some would call me rigid.
Okay, many have, but fuck them.
I got to where I am today through hard work and commitment. I’m sure some of landing a contract was pure luck, but that’s just how life played out.
There are fifty bands who wanted it just as badly as we did, but we got lucky being scouted by Ruined. They treat their artists fairly and don’t run us into the grave to make a buck.
That’s why it baffled me that no one took me and Ram seriously when we brought up Carter’s issues. We rarely get face-to-face meetings with Jamen Jacobs or any of the other higher-ups at the label. I’m starting to think our concerns are being squashed before they can make it up the ladder.
