Page 22 of Mafia's Broken Omega

“How about we do something fun?”

I pulled away and looked at him. “Fun? Like what?”

He chuckled again. “Like…a surprise.”

“Okay.” I shrugged and leaned on his shoulder again. “I like surprises.”

He said something to the driver, but I wasn’t paying attention to what. I was just so damn happy to be in the moment with my alpha.

“I know.” He squeezed my hand, making me relax even more.

I watched the streets as we passed. We were headed back toward Cord’s place, but then the driver turned left instead of right on Sycamore and we were heading downtown. Curious about where we were going, I sat up and looked around to get a better idea of where we were. “The outlet mall?”

He smiled. “Yeah. You been here before?”

“Well, yeah. There’s a lingerie shop that carries my size.” Dancing already felt like part of my past and not my future. “I’ve gotten some costumes there.”

The car stopped in front of a small bakery at the end of the building, and Cord put his hand on the door handle. “I’ve got something a little different in mind.”

I slid out of the car behind him and the smell of cinnamon sugary deliciousness was enough to overtake me before the door was even shut behind me.

"Cinnamon rolls?" My voice was higher than usual from the mix of shock and excitement. Not to mention my sudden craving for cinnamon and icing. “Really?”

"Sound good?" Cord waggled his eyebrow as his hand pressed at the small of my back like he wanted to keep me within reach.

I low-key loved it. "Sounds fucking amazing."

He laughed, and his lightness filtered straight through me. "You’re supposed to be eating healthy, but I think you deserve a little treat."

"I totally do.” I was almost giddy as I bounced beside him. “It smells so good.”

Inside the bakery, the air was thick with sugar and butter as we approached the display case. The rolls themselves were sold plain, and then you got to choose from an impressive selection of icings and toppings. “Choose anything you want.”

“Are you getting one?” The display pieces were all enticing, and I had no idea how to pick.

“I’m not that hungry, so I can take a bite of yours.”

“Oh.” I couldn’t help the disappointment in my tone. “Okay.”

“What? You don’t like to share?” Cord poked my side and tickled me.

“No, I don’t mind sharing.” I cleared my throat and decided to just say what I was thinking. “I was just thinking if you got something different, maybe we could share two so we could get a little bit of each.”

Cord’s eyes were glued to me as I inspected the delicious options. “How about we each pick two different toppings and we can each taste four.”

“Really?” The entire display now called to me, but finding four delicious options seemed easier than finding one. “Okay.”

We took longer than necessary to place the perfect orders. It didn’t help that I changed our orders twice because choosing only four was much harder than I expected. Cord mentioned a few toppings that looked good, but he let me make the decisions. It was good and bad because I wanted to try everything.

"You know we'll never be able to eat all these." The tray with four huge cinnamon rolls piled high with sprinkles and butterscotch chips and nutella and toasted almonds and about ten otherdelightful toppings was heavy enough that Cord insisted on carrying it.

“I know, but I’ve got room for at least a bite of each one.” We stopped at a corner table, and I dropped into the chair and watched the tray until it was safely placed between me and Cord. “I’m gonna cut them into quarters, okay?”

“Of course.” Cord sat down across from me and opened a napkin with a flick of his wrist. He gestured to the plates. "I’m just curious to see if you’re actually gonna like Cap’n Crunch berries with shaved coconut and maple."

“I’m gonna love it.” I cut that piece first and popped a small piece into my mouth. It was a little…much. Almost inedible, but I didn’t let Cord know that. “Mmm…delish.”

“Liar.” He laughed and took a tiny bite. His puckered face said it all. “God, that’s gross. You can have the rest.”

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