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“Do you even need to ask?”
“Don’t do anything inappropriate with my boy around.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” But maybe sharing a tent with Griff I could finally sleep through a night. And maybe we could stay a night longer than Shane and Conner, to do all the things we couldn’t with Griff’s mother around.
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Griffin
Dean lookedlike shit when he surprised me with a visit Thursday afternoon, when I’d been just about to run to the drug store. Not that he knew anything about my needs for a pregnancy test. Yeah, he’d been there when we had unprotected sex, but we’d never discussed it after. And honestly, he always seemed so exhausted lately that I never wanted to bring it up. He had such deep lines under his eyes that he couldn’t be getting much sleep. But whenever I asked, he pretended like he didn’t know what I was talking about.
“Am I interrupting anything?” he asked, after I’d opened the door and given him a quick kiss.
I tilted my head and shot him a questioning look.
“You’ve got your wallet in your hand,” he pointed out. “Looks like you were going somewhere.”
“Oh, uh…” I glanced at the offending item in my hand. “No, I was just about to… order pizza?” Ugh, why did I make that sound like a question? I was such a horrible liar. This was the reason why, every year, Jake pestered me about what he was getting for Christmas—and why Eli had stopped telling me.
“You don’t sound too sure about that.” He smiled. “Maybe I should take you out for dinner.”
“Nah.” I took his arm and dragged him inside the house with me. “We can order in. My mom’s napping.” I waggled my eyebrows to entice him into staying. The way he looked he had no business taking part in any activities that didn’t mainly consist of sleeping or snuggling. At least he didn’t argue. “What kind of pizza do you want? I was thinking Hawaiian.”
That seemed to amuse him. “Figured you’d go for the sweet option.”
I stuck my tongue out at him. He kissed me, and I forgot why I was pretending to be mad at him. God, there was nothing better in the world than kissing him. The way his lips felt on mine almost distracted me from the outstanding pregnancy test. Almost. I sighed as we broke.
“I think I’ll go for Hawaiian as well,” he said.
“Oh, really?”
He shrugged, eyes twinkling. “Let’s just say I got a craving for something sweet.”
“Oh, you.” I shot him a look, and picked the phone up to order food. Not that easy, really, with a hot alpha kissing my neck while I tried to have a conversation. I choked on my words when he nibbled on my ear lobe and let out a not so subtle gasp.
“What was that, sir?” the pizza guy asked me on the other end of the line.
I blushed and tried to come up with something intelligent to say because Oceanport had only one pizza delivery service and I couldn’t even contemplate the tragedy of having to avoid them in the future. “N-nothing,” I stuttered when Dean sneaked his hand underneath my shirt. I should have pushed him away while I was on the phone, but damn. Never having pizza again sounded more acceptable than breaking from Dean’s touch just then.
We really didn’t have enough time to ourselves!
“Is everything alright over there?”
“Yes, everything’s fine!” I got out in one breath. “We’ll have an extra-large Hawaiian pizza.” Behind me, Dean chuckled. Asshole. Not that I could really stay mad at him when his fingers trailed up my chest, raising goose bumps in their wake until they found one of my nipples.
“Your address, sir?”
My… what? Oh, I was still on the phone.
Fortunately, Dean took it from me and completed the order in a few short sentences. Then he laid the phone aside and dragged me onto the couch with him.
“Couldn’t wait for dinner, could you?” I asked in between kisses. His hardness pressed into my thigh and made it difficult for me to focus, but I still wanted to tease him.
“Nope.” He grinned against my lips. “Needed to satisfy my craving now. What can I say? You're hard to resist.”
“I see.” And that was all the patience I had for talking, because he was equally as hard to resist. A small part of me still remembered being scared, but I could push that aside more easily now. Dean was never going to hurt me. With him, I could let myself be the omega I was born to be. Without shame and without any genuine fear.
But, apparently, not without parental interference.
