The bottom of the shirt says: This Kitty Has Claws.
“Nice choice,” Nate chuckles.
Slipping on the new lanyard I bought, I’m ready to go into the concert, but someone guides me in a different direction. “What’s going on?” I ask them.
They frown at me. “There’s a photo op. It’s part of the package.”
“Oh.” I blink, excited butterflies flying in my belly.
“You gonna cream your panties, Lulu?” Gavin chuckles.
“Oh, fuck you.” I glare at him playfully.
“Nah, baby, I’d much rather fuck you.” He grins, kissing my lips until my head spins.
“Stop it,” I breathe.
“Why?” He brushes his lips against mine again.
“Or I’m going to be turned on all night,” I mutter.
His nose twitches, followed by the corner of his lips. “I can smell you already.”
“Shit.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Gavin spins me around, pulling me to his chest, then drapes his arms over my shoulders. “Give her something to think about while she’s on stage.”
“You're bad,” I laugh.
The line moves and the band finally comes into view. My eyes land on Ally, and my heart starts to race, the butterflies going full force now.
She’s talking to a fan, a smile on her face that makes my heart clench. She’s so beautiful. So at ease. I can tell she loves her job. And I love seeing her in her element.
I watch her interact with fans, her and the band taking photos and signing things. Then my eyes shift over to Liam. I didn’t realize how close we’ve gotten to him. His eyes aren’t juston Ally. He watches her for a moment before letting his eyes sweep the room, then back to her.
He takes his job seriously. Not just because it’s his job, but because he’s protecting one of the most precious things in the world to him.
When we’re together, I feel like he’s that way with me, too. It’s only been a week, but I know I’m falling in love with Liam. It’s hard not to. Maybe it’s because of the scent match bond, but I know it’s not just that. He’s an amazing man. A great Alpha.
When we’re right next to him, I can feel my body hum. His smell has a whimper catching in my throat. My breathing picks up, and I can feel the tension between us.
His hand slips into mine, fingers tangling together as he gives me a squeeze before he pulls back. It’s a small gesture, but to me, it means everything.
I bite my lip, unable to hold back my grin.
And when it’s our turn, my smile grows wider.
“Heeeyyy.” Ally grins. “It’s awesome to meet you.” She winks.
I feel giddy, playing the role of a super fan.
“It’s amazing to meet you, too,” I say, laughing.
“How’s your night going?” Ally asks.
“Pretty good so far.” I can’t keep the smile off my face, excitement humming through me.
“Looks like you’re our last meet and greet,” Ally says, looking behind me. “Guess that means you’re the lucky fan of the night.”
