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“I wasn’t thinking,” she said. “Just trying to snuggle up.”
“Well then.” I settled between her thighs with a grin. “I vote for thinking less. If it leaves you bare like this. Now close your eyes, because I did promise to eat your muffin.”
Ocean obeyed, closing her eyes, and I dove deep and tasted heaven.
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PRAIRIE GENTIAN
(LISIANTHUS, TEXAS BLUEBELL)
MEANING: OUTGOING NATURE
OCEAN
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The line for Cream Dream, Clarity Coast premiere x-rated waffle store, was long. But it was all right, because Trinity was late, so it gave her a little time to get here.
Isolde’s pack was here too, dutifully waiting in line farther back so we could have time together. “You know I wouldn’t mind if they were waiting with us, right?”
She laughed and glanced back at them. “I know. But let’s be honest, if they were standing next to me I would be distracted, and they would be doing their best to distract me. Not that they’re not still trying to do that through our bonds.”
My gaze fell on the now-healed bites on her neck and shoulders, bared by her tank top. “What’s it like?”
“Overwhelming,” she admitted. “But at the same time, it’s incredible. Because you never have to guess the truth of what anyone is feeling. It’s there in your chest. It doesn’t make it easier if you fight, but it does help clear things up faster?”
I nudged her shoulder with mine. “Fighting already?”
“Honestly? No. But we’re still feeling our way around each other, and even the guys have to get used to feeling everything too. They can butt heads, but they make up fast.”
Longing welled up inside. I wanted that. The closeness and the simple knowledge that you belonged together. No matter what. Alphas and Omegas could bond even if they weren’t scent matched, but it wasn’t a guarantee in the same way a match was.
“You’re really lucky.”
Isolde put her arm around my shoulders. “I am, aren’t I? But I’m not the only one who can say that anymore.”
There was a push and pull inside of me. There was no way to believe I was only a convenience for my husbands. Not anymore. And not simply because they treated me better than almost everyone in my life. I believed they cared. But that didn’t mean it was forever. The reality was we’d agreed to a year.
Not even a week and I was already dreading it ending. The truth was, I had a desperate desire to grab this honeymoon with both hands and sink into them and their affection, but I was still terrified.
“Can I ask you something?”
Isolde looked over at me. “Of course.”
“When you finally made your choice to go to them and take that chance?—”
“You mean when you and Rin bullied me into it?”
“Yeah. That.” I laughed, swallowing. “Were you scared?”
She blew out a breath. “Fucking terrified. Because I thought it was going to end and I didn’t want to fall in love and go through that pain all over again when they left. Thank fuck it worked out better.”
I nodded. That was exactly what I felt. “So you’d do it again?”
There was a shift in Isolde’s eyes to one of understanding. “Yes. I would. And I think you should. Even if it doesn’t work out, take the happiness. Because looking back, even if everything had ended, knowing them and loving them would have been worth it.”
“I feel like it will break me,” I finally admitted. “They’re so great, and so much—” The words cut off, and I shook my head. “After everything else, I feel like loving them and losing them will break me in a way I can’t come back from.”
