“I do?” I squeak. I can’t deny I feel that way, but am I that transparent?
“Flushed skin, blown pupils, rosy cheeks. I bet you’re soaking wet.”
I close my eyes and bury my face into his shoulder. Then I remember what Bear just told me. Own it.
I peek out from behind his arm. “You want to do something about it, Alpha?”
Buzz wraps his arm around me, squeezing my waist and growls. Ryan lumbers to his feet, his eyes all fire.
“Let’s go home,” he says.
“All of us?” I ask peering around at each one of these alphas, and the four men stare back at me, understanding my question entirely.