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Money isn’t everything.
I get that, but I’m frustrated. I wanted to pay for their gifts. I appreciate Warrick was trying to take that particular worry off my shoulders, but I just feel so beat down.
I’m afraid I might burst into tears. The feeling of betrayal is severe, even though I can recognize Harvey probably doesn’t owe me anything. I broke up with him, but if the situation was reversed, I would’ve respected his privacy.
Okay, I’m actually furious, but I think calling him would be a huge mistake and likely something else he could take to the press.
“You might want to sit somewhere else. I’m still not pleased with you,” I tell Fitz, yanking the hood up on my blanket snuggle thingy. “Does my family even know that I’m okay?”
“I spoke to both of our families while you were in the store. Our fathers intended to see themselves arrested on Christmas Eve, but luckily, I was able to talk some sense into them.”
“What?” I gasp, turning to face him.
“Yeah, they wanted to have a heart-to-heart with Herby.” Fitz frowns, shaking his head. “Me too. I’m so sorry for all of this. It was a low blow—”
“I’d like to read the article.” I hold out my hand, raising my eyebrows. He still hasn’t returned my phone.
“You don’t.” His accent is thicker than normal, and it makes me anxious. It always gets heavier when he’s upset.
“I never would have met Ramsey and Warrick without you bringing me with you. I don’t regret coming, but I am frustrated that you’re not hearing me. I’m an adult.” I squint, jabbing a finger at him. “I deserve to know what’s being said about me.”
“Knowing what they’re saying never makes anything better.” Warrick comes into the room, putting himself down on one of the chairs.
“Oh, great!” I snap, burying my face in my hands. “That makes it sound even worse than I imagined.”
“I haven’t read it. There’s no point. They’ll print whatever will sell stories. True or not. Don’t let it get to you,” Warrick says.
“And don’t get me started onyou. Those weremygifts. I’m going to take a shower,” I grumble, pushing myself up.
If I don’t walk away, I’m afraid I’ll say something I don’t even mean.
“Can I join you?” Ramsey asks, flashing a dazzling smile. “You’re only pissed at them, right?”
“Fine, but don’t try to sweet-talk me into being un-angry with your packmates.”
“Suckers.” His voice follows behind me as I head into our room. The suite has two others, but we’ve all been congregating in one. “Do you have a kitten print one of these?” He yanks on the back of my hoodie. “Kitten is kind of a cute nickname, and I definitely have some cream you could lick up.”
I snort a laugh that can’t be held back. “You’re ridiculous.” I glance at him over my shoulder as he slides up to my back.
“I’m sexy and you know it.” Ram helps me out of my hoodie and unzips my dress before removing it too. His hands tighten on my hips, and he spins me to face him. “Let’s get these off too.” He pulls off my leggings and quirks an eyebrow as he snaps the band on my panties.
“You should know by now that you have permission.”
“How hot is it to have a big, strong alpha on his knees for you?” His breath fans over my stomach as he tosses my panties aside. His hair is up in a bun like usual, and it never fails to show off his stubble and ridiculously hot bone structure.
“Um, it is, in fact, super hot,” I agree.
“Damn, I forgot to unhook your bra.” He stands, and once he’s towering over me, he reaches a hand back and undoes the clasp.
It falls down my arms as I stare up at him, but his eyes are on mine.
“You always manage to make me feel better.” I stretch up on my tiptoes, shaking out of the bra and tossing it aside. “I hope you understand how much I love you.”
“Me too, shortcake. Me fucking too,” he growls, capturing my mouth. The kiss is slow and deep as my nude frame presses against his completely clothed body. He pulls a hand up, brushing his fingers over my cheek, and the tender touch makes my heart race. Or maybe that’s the way he slams his feelings toward me in the bond.
I gasp as we pull apart. “I’m pretty sure I’m going to need to apologize to War and Fitz.”
“Oh no.” Ramsey chuckles. “I have an even better idea.”
