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Begrudgingly I turned and headed back to Colt’s desk.
“Now, I know this whole pack thing is new to you and you’re doing a pretty good job of it from where I’m sitting, but please stop having sex on Complex property. I already got rid of the footage of you two going into that closet, but for the love of all that is holy you are driving me insane trying to cover for you all of the time.”
My face flamed at the frankness in his tone. “You got it bossman, no more sex inside of the complex.”
Words I never thought I would say to my boss-slash-brother-in-law.
“Though I would like to point out that I am not the only one having sex in this place.”
Colt frowned with confusion. “What do you mean?”
“You put a bunch of hot athletes all under one roof, Colt, did you seriously think people weren’t going for a ride in the showers and other nooks and crannies you’ve built into this place? I know for a fact that you’ve also broken that rule.”
Colt’s face flushed and he glanced over at the framed picture on his desk of a smiling Aurelia. It was clear he knew exactly how I’d come by that information. “Your sister overshares too much.”
“My entire family overshares—just last week Thea made a joke about what noise the dads make when—”
Colt cut me off by clapping his hands over his ears. “Okay! You’ve said enough now please go before you scar me more than a stray IED ever could.”
“I win,” I sang before turning and leaving the office with a skip in my step.
Chapter thirty-two
The sounds of children’s laughter filled the large backyard of Pack Stone’s mansion followed by the sounds of splashing as they were launched into the air by the various adults playing in the pool.
It was Colt Stone’s annual end-of-summer barbeque which he threw every summer to celebrate the countdown to hockey pre-season.
In just a few short weeks the Seattle Sports Complex’s first ever invitational would be taking place and my bones ached with all of the skating we’d been doing to prepare for it.
While my body was used to the grind of perfecting a routine, it still was trying to adjust to having a partner. It took new muscles to do the limited lifts that came with ice dancing and I could feel every single one of them as I lounged on a patio chair with Ciara.
“No, really Brynny, it wasn’t that bad,” Ciara was saying to her sister, leaning forward and blocking the shining sun from my sensitive eyes momentarily. I was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses, but that did little to shield me from the direct rays of sun that were making my already blurry vision worse.
“I ate shit in front of quite literally every other skater in the entire complex,” was Brynn’s dry response and I could see the redhead’s form as she flopped back in her own lounge, a toddler crawling up her chest for attention.
“If it makes you feel better, I couldn’t see a thing,” I tried, grinning when I heard the other omega laugh.
“It actually does, thank you,” Brynn said to me before she was cut off by the babbling of her daughter.
“Pool! Pool! Pool!” The almost four-year-old chanted.
“All right, all right, B, I hear you. I’m gonna take her for a dip, either of you want to join me?”
“Nah, you go have fun.” Ciara lay back down, her fingers threading through mine.
The overhead umbrella was suddenly shifted over Ciara and me, blocking out the sun and making it a little easier to see.
“Thanks love,” I said, my nose picking up Leith’s sweet apple scent hovering just behind me.
Warm hands grasped my chin and brought it around until I could see the blurred outline of his massive figure.
“You’re burning a bit, mo leannan, let me reapply some sun cream for you.”
“I can put it on myself, Leith,” I chastised him gently but sat up anyway.
“Yes, but it’s more fun this way, don’t you agree, mo ròs?” The sound of the suncream cap being opened filled my ears before two pairs of hands began spreading the cream down my pale shoulders and back.
“Oh, completely, we can’t let our omega crisp up in the sun, now can we?” Ciara’s voice was next to my ear and when I turned to follow it she surprised me with a quick kiss.
