Page 123 of Pin My Alpha
“You’re the one who said you had a schedule.”
“Shut up.”
“Can’t. I’m busy.”
He keeps one hand at my waist and the other over mine on his thigh, anchoring me while the pace turns messy. The table gives a tiny squeak under us.
I freeze.
Declan freezes too.
From outside, Diego’s voice carries through the door. “Was that the table?”
Tessa says, “No.”
“It sounded like—”
“Diego.”
Silence.
Then Jude starts cackling.
My face goes hot.
“Oh my God,” I whisper.
Declan presses his face into my shoulder, laughing soundlessly.
“We’re never hearing the end of this.”
“Nope.”
“I hate them.”
“You love them.”
“Unfortunately.”
He kisses the corner of my mouth, still smiling, and then the laughter fades into something softer as he holds me closer.
“Love you,” he says.
The words still hit me right in the chest. Not because I don’t believe him anymore. But because I finally, finally do.
I turn in his lap as much as I can, enough to catch his mouth with mine. Enough to look at him. This huge, steady man with gray at his temples and tired green eyes and a bar towel tucked through his belt like he was born wearing one.
My alpha.
My partner.
My home.
“Love you too,” I say.
The knot catches before I’m ready for it, and Declan’s hand tightens on my hip.
“Shay.”
