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“I can pick out my own clothes.” I laughed as he wiggled his eyebrows at me.
“That’s no fun.” Xavier pouted but handed me the suitcase. “Call out if you need me.” He kissed me gently. “Elias was one lucky bastard last night.” He winked and left the room.
I got dressed quickly into casual clothes. I decided on a dress that went down to my knees.
“Xavier?”
The door opened, but it was Julian who walked in. He smiled at me and butterflies fluttered in my stomach. “Good morning, baby girl.” He sat on the edge of the bed. “Simon went out last night and got you some more fuzzy socks and some slippers.” He held up another pair of socks that were flamingos again. I couldn’t stop my grin. They were so cute!
“Now, let me change out the bandages and we’ll go downstairs for some breakfast, alright?” Julian set the socks aside and gently took my feet in hand.
“You guys don’t need to carry me everywhere, you know. I can walk.” The doctor had said to stay off my feet but hadn’t said I couldn’t walk.
“I know. We want to, but Mary made the argument for you this very morning. She got a wheelchair instead for when we go out shopping today.” Julian removed the socks and bandages slowly, carefully.
I’d have to thank Mary when I saw her. She’d just saved me from overwhelming embarrassment. I knew that the guys meant well, but I wasn’t an invalid. I had to show them that they didn’t need to do everything for me.
“I can do this, you know.”
“I know, but taking care of you makes us feel good.” Julian put the ointment on my feet gently. “They’re looking even better than yesterday. Just a couple of days and you’ll be good as new.”
A couple of days with these men would be paradise. I’d enjoy it while I could. Because I knew better than to hope it would last longer. The fates were never so kind to me.
“There.” Julian smiled at me and set my feet down after putting on the new fuzzy socks. “Now, let’s go down to breakfast. Simon made pancakes.” He reached out for me and I met him halfway. When he picked me up, I hugged him around the neck and buried my face in his shoulder.
“Thank you, Julian. For everything.” No one had ever shown me such kindness as these men.
He tightened his hold on me, hugging me back just as tightly as I clung to him. “You’re welcome, baby girl.”
He took us into the kitchen, bypassing the formal dining room. The others were already seated around the kitchen table when we entered. Julian sat me between Simon and Elias before moving himself to sit next to Xavier. There were pancake stacks in front of everyone with fruit all around the table. I eyed the watermelon excitedly.
“It smells heavenly, Simon.” I looked over to him and grinned. “That’s a lot of pancakes.”
He returned my grin and piled my plate up with pancakes. “We’re large men, love. This is just first breakfast.”
I burst out laughing and saw that there was strawberry syrup and grabbed that. As I prepared my breakfast, including grabbing a few slices of watermelon, the guys just watched me with smiles. My stomach gave a hungry grumble as I took my first bite.
“Oh, these are good!” I finally looked up at them, blushing at their attention. “What?”
“Nothing, baby girl.” Julian gently spoke. “It’s just nice to see you smiling.”
I shook my head at them as I ate. It was nice and comfortable. If only it could be like this every day. I glanced at each of them as they talked. According to them, it could be. Could I trust them that much? Could I believe it were true?
“Why aren’t you all part of Society?” The question popped out before I could stop it.
They all froze before looking at Simon. I looked at the British alpha curiously. He wiped his mouth with a napkin before meeting my gaze.
“I was part of Society growing up in England.” He cleared his throat, his eyes stormy. This was obviously hard for him.
“You don’t have to say anything.” I touched his hand gently.
He shook his head. “How can we expect you to trust us with your secrets if we don’t share ours?” Simon turned his hand and threaded our fingers together. “You more than likely can relate to my story more than anyone else at this table.”
I probably could. Being part of Society stripped you of being an individual. Alphas were treated better than omegas, but they still had the expectations of their families. To carry on the family business. Produce heirs. Adhere to all of Society’s rules.
“I came to the states during high school to get a better education at one of the most elite private schools in the world. That’s when I met these three idiots.” Simon laughed softly as a chorus of ‘heys’ went around the table. “They became my pack. When school finished, my father wanted me to return to England, but I’d found freedom here. I’d discovered what it meant to have your own life thanks to Elias’ parents.”
CHAPTER7
