Page 26 of Rocked By the Alpha
“Oh.” She locates the mugs and lifts two from the shelf, examining the pictures printed on the sides. “Bert and Ernie? Are you kidding me?”
“It was a joke gift from one of my sisters. I loved them as a kid.”
“I always liked the Count. He had such a seductive voice.”
He picks up the pan and tilts it towards her. Then, putting on an accent, he asks her, “vun or two vashes?”
She laughs. “Two please.” Then she fills the mugs and slides one towards him, cupping the other in both hands as she climbs up onto a stool and takes a sip, watching as he loads up her plate.
He may have gone a little overboard, but he’s not sure what she likes so he decided a bit of everything was the best bet. As well as the bacon and the pancakes, there are blueberries, strawberries, hash browns, syrup and cream.
“It’s lucky the ceremony was yesterday. There’s no way I’ll fit into my dress after this.”
He fills his own plate, then motions with his head. “Wanna sit outside? It’s a beautiful morning.”
“Sure.”
He starts to walk towards the French windows, then stops. “Come here first, Omega.”
As usual she raises the reluctant eyebrow, but she can never resist an order when he growls at her like that. She takes her time though, sipping her coffee before she saunters towards him. When she stops in front of him, he leans right down and kisses her, a long slow kiss that he hopes she feels in her knees.
She tastes of the coffee, and her scent this morning is mixed with his. He likes that. He hopes it lasts, especially with her being so close to heat.
Together they step out onto the terrace, blinking against the bright Californian sun and the wide blue sky. Below them the valley falls away and the ocean laps onto a long strip of pale sand.
“Wow,” she mouths. And he can’t help the bristle of pride that bursts through his chest. She likes his place. Most women do, even the mess. He guesses he has his sisters to thank for that. Kaz and Darlia had insisted on coming house hunting with him and vetoed at least three places which they said no child of theirs would be allowed to enter. Shame — he liked the one with the sex swing in the basement. He’s still considering installing one in this house.
They sit at the table and for a moment they are silent while they eat, the scrape of the forks against their plates and the hiss of the swimming pool the only sounds.
He likes to observe her eat, especially the little moans of satisfaction she makes when a flavour hits her mouth, and the way her tongue slides from her mouth to run over lips, the way her teeth snap through a strawberry and her mouth fondles her fork as she takes another mouthful.
When she’s done, she sits back in her chair and lifts her face to the sun, closing her eyes and soaking up the warm rays. “I’d better get back soon. Can you call me a cab?”
He swallows a sigh. He wants to say ‘don’t leave’, but she always seems like some wild cat to him, one sudden move and she’ll bolt away. “I’ll have my driver take you.”
“Hmmmm.” She smiles to herself. “I still can’t believe we won.”
“It’s only the start, Ruby. You girls are going somewhere.”
“Do you think?” she cracks open an eyelid, “It almost feels too good to be true. We’ve worked so hard to get this far.”
He chuckles. “How old are you, 22? It took us five years of hard gigging before we got anywhere.”
“I’m 24 and we’ve been working that long — longer! Since Julliard.”
He leans forward. “You went to Julliard?”
“Yeah. It’s where me and Natasha met and formed the band.”
“I always thought it was Natasha’s band.”
“That’s what everyone thinks, but we formed it together.” She rubs her hand over her stomach. “I’m so full.”
He reaches forward and takes a hold of the base and the back of her chair, dragging it to towards him, the metal scraping along the paving stones. “I like you in my t-shirt,” he says, his palm flattening against her bare thigh.
“I think I need something more substantial to get home in.”
He leans down and kisses the bare bit of collarbone visible at the t-shirt’s neckline. “There’s some of my sister’s stuff in the guest room. You can help yourself.”
