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My heart drops into my stomach. My face grows hot at the question. What the fuck? Why would they ask me that?

"Don't answer that, Hannah." Brody stands abruptly, walking over to Alicia. Enzo rushes to my side and starts unhooking me from the machine.

"We aren't done here yet," the lawyer snaps at my alpha.

"Yes we fucking are," Enzo pulls me protectively to his side. "In all my years, I've never seen such gross and unprofessional behavior. And I was fucking federal agent, dealing with the worst of the worst."

"You best believe I'm going to be taking this to the judge, Herman." Brody snaps, angry on my behalf. "I'll be motioning for a full dismissal of this case."

The Herman brothers pale a little, but the tall one gets his wits back quickly. "You will do no such thing. Alicia, I'm cancelling this appointment. Delete all of those answers."

What? No, if she does that, then none of my answers will make it to the judge and this will all have been for nothing—

"Can't, sorry." She only shrugs. "Plus, all these rooms are under twenty-four seven surveillance and all my notes and that footage just got sent to my supervisor."

Both brothers sputter and storm out of the room, slamming the door behind them. "Thanks, Alicia." Brody smiles, reaching out to shake her hand.

"Girls gotta watch out for each other, right?" She shoots a wink at me as she shakes Brody's hand.

Damn, I want to be like her when I grow up.

Chapter 37

Austin

"I'm hooome!" My omega's sing-song voice reaches me in the kitchen.

"In here!" I call out, and a minute later, her small footsteps lead her to me as she pops her head into the kitchen.

"I'm going to grab a shower really quick!" She smiles at me before disappearing, and I hear her footsteps go up the stairs. As much as I want to see her sooner rather than later, Iamglad she always showers right after work to get the de-scenter off.

Fifteen minutes later, she's padding into the kitchen with one of my t-shirts, tiny little ass-hugging shorts, bare feet and wet hair. "Hey there, darlin'," I grin at her from my spot at the island, where I'm currently whipping together the filling for cheese danishes. "How was work?"

"It was good," she smiles as she rounds the island, coming to stand next to me. "Marie switched her hair color to pink and called us twinsies."

I bark a laugh. I've heard all about Marie and other members of her Nana's bridge club from when they come in to get their hair done. It sounds like they all love her, and who can blame them? I certainly don't.

"How about you?" she asks, leaning to look over my bowl. "What are you making?"

"Cheese Danishes," I grin, "I've heard they're my omega's favorite."

"What?" Her brows shoot up. "Who told you that?"

"Just a little birdie that goes by the name of Cady De Lucca." My grin is smug, and based on the look on her face, I need to send Cady a thank-you basket or something. She comes behind, pressing her smile into my back as her arms wrap around my waist. Her perfume blooms, peaches and brown sugar making my mouth water.

"What're you doing there, darlin'?" I ask, my hands abandoning my cream cheese filling and landing on hers.

Her hands arehot.

"I want you, Austin," she says into my back. She sounds lucid enough, so if this is a heat spike, it's not clouding her mind. I turn in her hold.

"You have me," I tell her, meeting her eyes. "Tell me what you need."

"I need you to be a good alpha and fuck me on the counter," she says breathlessly, and who am I to an argue? Being hergood alpha sounds like a damn dream. I hike her up under her legs, lifting her so she can wrap her legs around my waist. She attaches to me like a koala, taking my face in her hands and kissing me like I'm the air she needs to breathe.

Fuck, if that doesn't do something to me. Pushing aside the bowl I was mixing, I set her cute little ass on the counter, and move my hand to rub her pussy outside her tiny shorts. I don't want her to be in the throes of a heat spike the first time we have sex. She gasps into my mouth, then yanks my hand away before pulling on the band of her shorts and stuffing my hand in.

Okay, message received, little omega.

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