Page 21 of Knotting Hill
“No, but you collared her friend. She knows you now.”
“Yup.”
“What did you find out?” I know he wouldn’t cut us out of this. He knows that when we mate, it will be as a pack. I’m just worried that he isn’t taking this as seriously as I feel he should be and is after Storm for himself to use and discard when he no longer finds her fascinating. I’ve seen it done a thousand times, if not more. Christ knows why I’m even that bothered by the thought, but something about her has gotten under my skin.
“She drinks Vodka tonic and likes Rom-Coms,” he says.
I blink. “That’s it?”
“That’s all I could get out of Cassidy without it sounding like I was being a weird stalker,” he huffs.
“Fair point. You going to message now?”
He glances at his phone. “No. Tomorrow.”
I groan. “That’s ages away.”
“Why are you suddenly so interested? You barely looked at her and didn’t even speak to her.”
“I had this dream about her. Fuck…” I trail off, practically drooling again.
JP nods in understanding, a satisfied grin on his face. “I see,” he says, nodding appreciatively.
"So, what's the plan? When do we tell Josh? When do we make our move?”
He shrugs, unusually coy all of a sudden. “I don't know. We have to tread carefully. I'm sure she will sense that something's up if we try anything too big too soon. Also, with Josh, maybe we wait a minute to see if she can get over the shitshow from this morning. I realise that I may have been a bit hamfisted…”
I snort loudly. “You think?”
He glares at me. “I was hungover and covered in hot coffee, not to mention Mrs fucking Figg was bending my ear about why my mum hasn’t answered her calls. I mean, how the fuck should I know?”
“Okay, okay, calm the fuck down,” I laugh. “This is fixable. This isus.”
My confidence picks him up, and he nods. “Exactly. But she is different. I can feel it here.” He punches himself in the gut. “I don’t want to fall into bed with her. I want to…”
His gaze fixes on mine as he lets out a slow breath.
“Sweep her off her feet?”
His eyes gleam. “Yep.”
We sit there for a few moments, just looking at each other, smiling as if we are sharing a big secret, which I suppose we are.
“It’s not going to be easy,” I point out. “You might’ve ruined it this morning.”
“It’s nothing we can’t come back from. Together we can do it. You'll see."
“So, when do we tell Josh?”
“When there's something to tell. She doesn’t need all three of us swooping in on her. She’ll run a mile.”
I nod, the thought of the journey ahead making me feel equal amounts of fear and excitement. I haveneverfelt this way about an omega before. I didn’t think I ever would, but JP is right, scent match notwithstanding, I’m sure she is meant to be ours.
“Tell me when you’ve messaged and what the plan is,” I say, standing up. As much as I want action on this now, so I can see her and speak to her, get to know her, we need to do this the right way.
He nods, and with that, I descend the stairs to my room, my head buzzing with ideas. I know that no matter how scared I am of commitment because of my past, I’m ready to take this chance for the omega I know fate has thrown in our path at this exact moment. I don’t know how I know.
But I know.
