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A soft knock on the other side had me unlocking it and opening the door to see Bash there, an excited smile on his face.
"Heat time, get ready to be pampered and fucked beyond your wildest dreams," he said excitedly. "Dean and I are closing up shop for the week now. What can we bring home for you? You need at least one solid meal before we go into this adventure."
"Ooh, comfort food," I said. "Macaroni and cheese, fried chicken, the works."
"Oh my god, yes," Bash groaned. "That sounds amazing. On it, Sunshine."
He leaned in and claimed my mouth in the quickest, panty-melting kiss he could manage, hands trailing down my side to mark me with his scent as well before rushing off.
"Fuck, I'm going to die at this rate if you guys keep teasing me," I said, half teasing, half serious.
Miles chuckled, meeting me at the door and taking my hand.
"Why don't you let me take you home then?"
"Sold," I grinned, squeezing his hand excitedly and trying my best to keep my damn brain from going to all the sexy thoughts it wanted to indulge in. How could I not? I was about to have my pack fucking me senseless for days on end.
Nope, not yet, Summer. Be good.
The ride home was pure fucking torture. Our scents mingled in the interior to the point Miles had to roll down his window to keep his mind on driving.
I'd never been so happy to see the pack house in my life. He barely parked before I was throwing my door open and climbing out. He had to jog up the sidewalk to the porch before I stripped right here and gave the entire town a peep show.
"Get inside," he ordered, his voice rough and stern.
Fuck, this was a side of Miles I was more than ready for. The door closed behind us and he pinned me to the door, his mouth on mine. My eyes fluttered closed as he devoured me. His tongue teasing into my mouth, tasting me like a man starved.
A knock on the door had us pulling apart, breathless laughter bubbling up. He glanced through the peephole before turning to me.
"I paid extra for a rush order. The first of your supplies are here," he said excitedly.
That had me stepping aside, and he pulled in bag after bag of fluffy treasures.
"This is insane," I muttered while he took stock of it all.
"It's only half." His mouth turned down in a frown and he was tapping at his phone, but I ignored him, grabbing everything and rushing off to my nesting room. Finally, the urgency of heat ebbed down to a bearable range as I started assembling my cozy haven.
Pillows, blankets, and the softest sheets known to man were placed meticulously in the room. It was a mix of cozy neutrals and splashes of yellow, and I was already in love.
He'd even bought a few tapestries to add to the walls, but those would have to wait. I didn't have time to hang things, I needed this too much.
Miles walked back in, holding more bags. Apparently, another delivery came while I was preoccupied with the first. He let me boss him around as I got everything where I wanted it.
It looked beautiful. The mix of fabrics and pillows, arranged exactly how I wanted them, brought me a sense of peace, but it was still all wrong.
“It doesn’t feel right,” I admitted, my lower lip trembling.
Miles didn’t try to placate me or tell me that I was wrong, which I appreciated because I was hanging on by a thread. All he asked was how he could make it better.
“It doesn't smell right. This all smells like new store products. I need your scent. I need everyone's scents, but they’re not here.”
“They’re on their way, baby. I promise they are just getting the things we’ll need for the week to take care of you. We can grab some other things from their rooms and bring them back here to help. Do you want to come with me, or do you want to stay in your nest?”
The thought of going back out into the large pack house was very unappealing, I much prefer the slope of the walls in my nest. “Here.”
“I’ll be quick,” Miles said, running off to get their things.
True to his word, he had only taken a couple of minutes. He cautiously approached the bed where I was nested in the middle, offering me the clothes in his arms.
