Page 41 of Small-Town Secrets
Wasn't it too early for that?
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Laurence
When I wokeup the next morning, I found myself lying with my body draped across Aaron's chest. It was a bit of an awkward position, but I didn't mind at all. Apparently, he didn't either, because he was still out like a log while I let my eyes roam his naked skin in the pink light of the rising sun that spilled into the room. He looked so lickable I kind of just wanted to run my tongue all over him.
But there was no time for that. The alarm clock was going to ring in a few minutes.
Rolling off Aaron, I wrapped the blanket around myself. When Aaron woke up, I didn't want the memory of our night together tainted by the sight of my scars. He'd told me he didn't care, but he had no idea what he was talking about. Honestly, he was just way too damn nice. The nicest alpha I'd ever met for sure.
Why else would he have taken me in when he didn't even know that the twins were his?
Gently, I traced a finger along the strong line of his jaw, tracing the dark stubble on his chin.
Did he suspect something yet?
He’d looked at Tyler closely enough to notice that he was left-handed, but was that all he’d noticed? Maybe it was. There were lots of kids in Oceanport with brown hair and eyes like his. Even if only the twins had eyesjustlike his, with flecks of gold around the iris that seemed to glow when the light hit them at the right angle. My favorite feature about my boys. The one thing that had always let me know that they weren't Howard's, even when I was still in denial about it.
I pressed my lips to Aaron's temple.
This had been a stupid idea, falling in bed with him. The plan had been to stay away from any more alphas.
But Aaron wasn'tjustany alpha, he was so much more than that.
He made me feel safe, even when I knew that whatever we had could fall apart in a moment when he found out.
"G'morning," he muttered as he came to and I withdrew.
"Morning," I returned. "I need to get the boys up and get them ready for school."
"Yeah, okay." He yawned and sat up. "You need me to leave the room so you can get dressed?"
Damn, did he have to be so considerate? How was I supposed to suppress my feelings for him when he acted like that? "That would be nice," I said, trying not to let my inner conflict seep into my voice. It wasn't his fault that I didn't want to like him.
"All right. I'll get dressed and get breakfast started." Aaron grabbed his pants and shirt off the floor and disappeared into the bathroom.
I peeled myself out of the bedsheets and tried to tell myself that I didn't miss his warmth by my side.
It was a hopeless cause.
* * *
When I was dressedand washed, I went to get the twins out of bed and ready for school, but as I stepped into their room, I was greeted by the sound of coughing.
Oh no.
If one of them had caught the crud, it was only a matter of time before the other one would follow, and then, usually, I'd get sick too. Fun for the whole family.
Tyler blinked at me sleepily. "Is it morning yet?"
"Yup." I sat on the edge of the queen-size bed the twins were sharing. "Time for you to get up. Aaron's cooking eggs and bacon downstairs." The smells were drifting up from the kitchen and making my mouth water.
"Okay." Tyler rubbed his eyes. He wasn't what I would call a morning person, but he wasn't difficult to get up either. I laid one hand on his forehead, just to make sure that he was all right after the coughing I'd heard earlier.
"You feel good?" I asked. His skin was warm, but not too warm.
"I'm fine."
