Page 19 of Truth or Pack

Ash and I took a seat at the table, there was no use in letting all this food go to waste. Even if we ate, there would be plenty of leftovers.

"I think we overdid it on the food," Ash told me, eyeing the spread.

"Maybe, but we’ll have lunch for the next few days," I said before taking a drink from my water bottle. “We might need it on hand.”

"That reminds me, we need to check the weather. I overheard a few people talking in the store. More rain and storms were headed this way again. If Taryn doesn't want us here, we need to find a way to get home," Ash said as he loaded up his plate. The reluctance on his face matched mine.

"I sent the pictures of the SUV to insurance, but with all that rain there is no way for the adjuster to come and take a look. That and the giant tree on the roof may be a hindrance.”

"I think the three of us could lift it off," Ash said, flexing his muscles with a smirk.

"Yeah, but am I supposed to drive it back to the shop with my head out the window so I can see where I'm going?" I countered.

He barked out a laugh. "I mean, that could work. At least you'd have your head. If we stay here, Taryn may rip it off.”

“Valid point,” I grunted out, hating it as much as I knew it was the truth.

Ash shrugged and took a bite. “You are a wizard in the kitchen, bro. This might just earn you some points."

I gave him a satisfied smile at the thought. "Don't I know it."

"And a smug asshole. That humble outlook will surely help our cause," he teased as Mathias reappeared with a long face.

My stomach sank. Taryn must have shot him down. He was the kindest of the three of us and it broke my cold heart a little to see him like that.

Ash and I didn't handle the rejection well, but we'd find a way to manage. I didn't know if Mathias would.

He sat down without a word and took a bite, "Dude, your cooking never ceases to amaze me."

"We all have our strengths, cooking is just in my wheelhouse," I reassured him. Hopefully, his would be helping convince our omega to talk to us.

"Mathias and I would starve without you," Ash added, trying to keep the conversation light.

"He's not wrong. I burn water when I try to cook," Mathias said as he laughed at his own expense.

I was glad that he was perking up some. Good food really was good for the soul, it wasn't a load of crap like I once thought.

"So, what are we going to do about our mate?" I questioned them. This wasn’t something I could avoid or just let go.

"I don’t really see us getting naked and knocking on her door to have our way with her working. Even though that would be fun," Ash said, tapping his finger on his chin as if he was thinking about it. Smartass.

"Movie night?" Mathias mused. "It's starting to rain again. What’s better than cuddled up on the couch with popcorn and a movie?"

"One, I don't think we bought popcorn, and two, I'm not into chick flicks. What would we watch?" I countered.

"Killjoy," Mathias muttered. "It doesn't have to be a romance, action or fantasy would work, too."

"We don't know anything about Taryn. That profile online was made up. Her shock and surprise when we arrived proved that. Plus, she won’t give us the time of day to figure it out, so we are at square one with her," Ash reminded us.

"How do we get to know her and what she likes?" Mathias asked before he took a sip of his water.

We were all quiet until Ash smacked his hand on the table, grinning like a madman.

"Truth or dare, like we did in college," Ash said with a wicked grin. He jumped up and started ransacking the kitchen looking for something.

"Do you really think she would come down and play?" I asked, not hopeful that she would. She barely accepted the food.

"It's all in how you present it," he answered as he held up a pen and paper.

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