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Fitz covertly rearranges his dick. Damn, I wonder if it was the show or spillover from the bond. I can’t wait to know what that connection feels like.
We’ll get there.
I just need to be patient.
“And you,” she spins to face me, “I’m going to need you to be my grabber for anything too high for me to reach.” She stretches up, giving me a quick kiss that has my hand digging into her ass. She smiles against my lips. “I know you’ll work fast and with a ton of enthusiasm.”
Fitz laughs, but I’ll take that compliment.
“All right, shortcake. Where are we starting?” I give her ass a squeeze.
“Down here is fine. Set the timer, Fitzy. Ramsey, you’re starting at the back. Second shelf from the top third and fifth books from the left.”
Warrick snorts.
My brain files through what she said, and I dart off to my starting position.
I’ve got an omega to impress.
ChapterTwenty-Three
Tinley
Fitz definitely helps me cheat on the countdown to zero. I shove another giant coffee-table book of wildlife photos on top of Warrick’s stack as Ramsey barely makes it back with the last fiction book.
“You’re a cheater,” Warrick says, grinning over the massive pile in his arms. “But I’ll allow it because you’re cute.”
“Thanks.” I light up like the dang Christmas tree in the corner.
“Here, let us help with those,” Fitz says.
Ramsey and Fitz help split the pile. When we make it downstairs, there’s an older man with a fuzzy salt-and-pepper beard. He’s wearing a Christmas sweater—with two chubby, angry-looking cats—that says,Is this jolly enough for you?
“That’s adorable.” I gesture to his chest. “I love Christmas sweaters.”
“Thank you. Let’s get you all checked out. My husband will never let me hear the end of it if I wake him up when I climb into bed.” He chuckles, shuffling behind the glass counter in his matching red and green slippers. The smacking sound of all my books being laid down makes my cheeks heat. Maybe I went a little overboard and took advantage of the situation. In my defense, I’ve always been competitive, and I was really excited. I didn’t want to miss out on any of the treasures.
Warrick wraps his arms around me from behind. I lean back into his chest, breathing in his nutty scent.
“Can I have my camera?” I ask Fitz. He immediately hands it over. “Can I take a few pictures of you?” I direct the question toward the old man.
“Sure, why not?” He chuckles.
I get it focused, so I can snap a couple of shots. “We’ll send you a copy once we’re settled.”
“Well then, I’ll hang it on the wall.” He tosses a thumb behind him. “Would you like me to take one of the four of you?”
“Hell yeah,” Ramsey says, scooting in closer. Fitz does the same on the other side as I hand over my camera.
The shop owner snaps a few pictures and grins mischievously. “That’ll be six hundred and forty-three dollars.”
I gasp.
The old man chuckles, snapping away. I can only imagine how those pictures will turn out.
* * *
We’re in a hotel for the night because the guys have another show at the same venue tomorrow. I fell asleep between Ramsey and Warrick. I slept without pajamas because I wanted to feel their warm skin against mine. I’ve got no idea what’s happening as I blink awake, but my body pulses with interest. I’m slick and someone has a calloused hand in my panties.
