“Sure thing!” I tell him.
I go to my car and grab my first box, taking it up the stairs to the bedrooms. I find the master bedroom, which is next to the Omega Suite, and dump the box in there. It’s got plenty of room, the king-size bed will be perfect here. We have a full-size bed as well, which Simon uses most of the time, but I’m hoping he’ll use the king-size more and more. I want to spend every night with him, like an official Pack.
I survey the room across the hall and decide it will be perfect for the full-size bed, so when I pass the movers, I tell them which rooms to put the beds in. After two hours of hauling things into the house, we finally wave to our movers as they pull out of the driveway.
“Home sweet home,” I say, hands on my hips.
“Do we want to unpack more or get a late pizza dinner? I vote pizza and more unpacking tomorrow.”
“Sounds good, how about you order and I’ll make sure the beds are made up at least so we can sleep tonight.”
“Just do the king size, less work and big enough for both of us,” Simon suggests.
I try to contain my grin, but based on Simon’s smirk, he sees right through me as I huff it up the stairs. Digging through a few boxes, it takes me a minute to find the bedding and shake outa set of sheets. I’m about to throw the blankets and pillows on when my phone rings, and when I see the Caller ID, I pause what I’m doing.
“Hey Josie Girl!”
“Hey, Vic, are you in town yet? Or did you get distracted on the way and decide to settle somewhere else?”
I give her a slight chuckle, “No, we just got here. Movers left about twenty minutes ago, so Simon and I are ordering a pizza now.”
“Simon?”
“Yeah, you remember my roommate, right?”
“Uh, yeah, I just didn’t realize he was coming too,” she says, sounding nervous.
“Oh, sorry, I thought I told you. I didn’t mean to spring that on you.”
“No, no, it’s okay, I know you’ve lived with him a long time, so it’s logical he would come with you.”
“You’re still my Josie Girl, don’t forget that,” I tease her, hoping to reassure her that this changes nothing for me.
“Such a charmer,” she teases back.
I look up as she says that and see Simon leaning in the doorframe, looking a little lost. My hand reaches out for him, wanting him to be part of things, and he takes it for a moment, giving it a soft squeeze before mouthing “pizza” to me.
“Well, this charmer has some pizza to devour. Can we make plans soon? Once Simon and I are a little more settled? I’m excited to introduce you guys to each other.” My eyes are glued to Simon as I ask.
“Definitely, go eat and we’ll make plans later,” she tells me.
“See you soon, Josie Girl.”
“See you soon, Charmer.”
I follow Simon down the stairs and we dig out some paper towels before settling in on the floor of the kitchen, pizza boxessitting open in front of us. We each grab a slice of pizza and eat in silence. It’s nice to take in the ambiance of the house, but we’re also both starving. Long trips will do that to a person. Especially an Alpha like Simon. He looks over at me and quirks a brow.
“You’re drooling.”
Startled, I wipe my hand across my chin, but it’s perfectly dry. Asshole. I narrow my eyes at him, but Simon just laughs at me.
“I couldn’t help it, you’ve been staring for a good minute.” He laughs.
“Well played, Simon, well played. I’ll have you know that Iwasn’tstaring. I was admiring.”
He laughs harder, and we settle back into a comfortable silence. When we’re done eating, we pack up the leftovers and settle in on the couch. The sight of boxes all around feels like possibility, like the future is just waiting for us to step into it. Simon clears his throat.
“So, you start in a couple of days, right?”
