Page 13 of A Knotty Road Trip

Biting my lip, I shake my head, then lean over and swat his arm.

He freezes and so do I. Shit!

“Sorry,” I blurt out, “I'm so sorry. You just remind me so much of my best friend, Stetson. He’s always picking on me.”

“Is he your alpha?” I look at him like he’s crazy, then burst out in laughter.

“God, no, he’s more like a brother, and he’s a beta.”

“Oh, well in that case, I’ll let it slide just this once. You’re lucky Rich isn’t here though. He’d have had you against the wall by now.”

My eyebrows furrow, and I try to think of who that is. “I thought the guys you were with were Tate and Beckett?”

His eyes widen, and when he goes to reply someone behind us calls his name. I watch as he mutters, “Saved by the bell,” under his breath so quiet, I almost didn’t hear.

Turning, I see it’s his two friends and they look freshly fucked. I bite my lip to hold my whimper in as my thighs squeeze together. Fuck. They look really hot. I think I may have hit my head harder than I thought.

“What’s taking so long? Did they have garlic knots?” Tate asks Angel, and he shakes his head. Beckett is holding a bag from Cheesecake Factory, and my stomach growls, loudly. He looks up at me and frowns.

“They had the ovens off, so it’s taking a while to get the food cooked. I had to pay extra for them to even do it,” Angel grumbles, and I laugh at how pouty he is.

“Yeah, no kidding, this meal cost me over ten thousand.”

“What?” I blurt, and Tate laughs, looking at Beckett.

“The appetizer was the most expensive part, but fuck was it delicious.” He licks his lips, and I gush. What is going on with me? Must still be turned on by that kiss.

“That’s highway robbery. I’d report it,” I say, then turn toward Angel. “Thank you again for everything, please let me buy you a coffee or something?”

“If that’s what you would like to bring to the picnic, then sure,” he says with a smile. My eyebrows furrow, and my lips purse.

“Picnic?” I ask, because I am seriously confused right now. Don’t tell me this guy, who I thought was saving me from a creep, is just as crazy. It’s bad enough that he’s an alpha, which I do not need right now.

“It’s a thing that my cousin and I do. We go around airports and pick something to share, then set it up picnic style and have lunch or dinner.”

I glance over at the alpha that looks practically identical to the man beside me.

“Cousin? I thought he was your twin.”

Angel laughs, then runs his hand through his messy hair. “Our fathers are identical twins, so it’s okay to think that, but nope, we are just cousins, and the other guy over there is our best friend.”

“That’s wild, but sure I can go get everyone drinks,” I say with a smile and he grins back at me. I turn to the other two. “Is there anything special that you’d like to drink? Or that you can’t have?”

“Peppermint mocha,” Beckett blurts, and I pause, then nod. My cheeks are heating again. I really need to get some space from them. He doesn’t want that because it’s my scent right?

“I’ll take a green tea,” Tate says and I turn to Angel.

“Surprise me. I have no allergies.”

“Do you guys mind watching my things? I know unattended bags in an airport can cause trouble, but I’d rather not drag my stuff to the coffee shop.”

I don’t think these alphas are planning to rob me, not that I have anything very valuable with me.

“I’ll stay here. Can we use one of your blankets for the floor?” Beckett asks, and I nod.

“Thanks, I’ll try to be quick, and hopefully it won’t cost an arm and a leg.” I give them a smile, wink, then walk off, cringing.

God. I am so fucking awkward.

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