Page 193 of One Winter Knight
“She will. Especially about me moving. In case you haven’t figured it out, the one bedroom I’ll fix up for you to have as your local place is my apartment,” I added.
“Oh, that makes so much sense. I really am going to sleep now. Good night.” She ended the call.
Hale appeared in the doorway, concern on his face. “Is everything okay?”
“Just my older sister finally getting phone reception.” I sat up. He came in and sat down on the bed next to me.
“Good or bad?” Hale put an arm around me.
I leaned my head on his shoulder. “This is the omega sister that rolls with everything. Beatriz is the beta judgmental one, but she’s judgmental out of love and gets over herself fairly quickly. Dulce is also a beta, she’s at the university, and I’m not sure she has anopinion?”
“Anita is Grace and Beatriz is Verity.” He nodded.
“I think Beatriz is higher-strung than Verity. She doesn’t make adorable treats, but she is as good of a cook as Mamá. But we’ll never tell her that, or she won’t let us forget it,” I told him.
He looked around. “Your room looks nice. Will you help me assemble my bed so that I can sleep? I’m guessing Fiona’s staying with Saoirse tonight?”
Hale seemed like he was still a little drunk, but in a functional way.
“You can just sleep in here if you want. I don’t mind,” I replied. “There will probably be lots of times Fiona stays with Saoirse.”
“There will be times she’ll want to be just with you. I mean, you two were a thing before I came into the picture,” he added. Anxiousness shot through the bond.
“Probably. There will also be times that she’ll just want to be with you.” It was a little late. I wasn’t sober enough for this particular discussion.
Maybe this was the perfect time.
I took a deep breath. “How do you want things to function between us?”
We’d never been together just us.
“It’s fine if we’re only a thing when she’s there, though I really did like it when you wore my shirt and kissed me at the game,” I admitted.
“I want to be with you when it’s just us, too. I don’t know what that looks like. I don’t know what taking care of a non-omega partner really looks like, other than my beta dad and omega dad,” he blurted.
I ran my fingers through his long hair. “I didn’t grow up in a pack. We’ll just have to talk about things. Also, you know the whole thing with the shirt at the game was just all fun and teasing. You don’t always have to wear my name. I’m not possessive like that.”
“It made me feel pretty special. Not to mention my brother, Creed, who is an actual hockey fan, is beside himself that we keep packing up with hockey players.” Hale grinned.
“That’s the one that lives in Rockland and works with rich big sister? There’s a team in Rockland. He should get himself his own hockey player.” I chuckled.
“Maybe. He was an ice skater.” Hale thought for a moment. “Communication is good. Like actually talking and listening, not shouting. Oooh, you know what? We should come up with a hobby or something we can do together.”
“I think we should take up dirt bike racing,” I replied. “That was something I did for a little while when I was with the Bantams and it was a lot of fun.”
Hale sucked in a breath. “That sounds amazing. You know, having you there when I was doing Manhattan After Midnight was incredible. We could make all sorts of cool videos.”
The possibilities made me giddy. “We should see what kind of car racing they have out here.”
I was going to end up getting a car, wasn’t I? Some sort of supercar like a number of my teammates had.
“How would I fit a supercar in the garage?” I frowned.
“Maybe if we move their motorcycles to the atrium? We’ll take measurements. You might need one of the smaller ones? I’m a little surprised that you don’t have a car. I mean, I know it’s New York, and you can get along just fine without one, but are you the only person on your team that doesn’t have one?”
I thought for a moment. “Clark doesn’t have a car right now. He had a motorcycle, but was in an accident, and hasn’t gotten another. But yeah, other than that, I think everybody on the team has a car–at least a pack one. If we’re going to race cars, then I should get one we can race. If we’re doing stuff with dirt bikes, we need something that we could hauldirt bikes with.”
Fuck. Where were we going to park a trailer? Anita’s side yard? Storage?
