Page 130 of The Gift
“No, I have a reminder set on my phone,” he says, confused.
“Yeah, so I heard from Lennon.”
I only have to say a couple of words and he’s on the same page I am. This connection I have with each of my pack is a truly wonderful, occasionally terrifying thing.
“Is she okay?”
“Well, she chewed me out for working too much and not getting paid for it. Said I should go home and get some pack loving.”
“She would not have said pack loving. You holding out on me? You know I love it when you say cock.”
“How do you know that’s exactly what she said?”
“I’m your greatest fan, Bailey girl. I know all about you, so in turn I know hardly anything about your agent, but I definitely know she’d say cock not loving.”
I laugh like I’ve been drinking champagne: without any inhibitions, taking my jacket off in the process. I’m at the point where I don’t need to wonder if I’m going through a heat spike, I know it. My skin is hot and sensitive, itchier. I pile my hair up on my head, wrapping it up in a bun before turning on Koda’s AC.
“Yeah, yeah, so true,” I answer eventually. My thoughts are taking longer to put together unless I focus properly.
“Are you coming home then?” He asks.
“We’re leaving now. Want us to pick anything up?”
“Nah, I’m unpacking a delivery. Lots of food and alcohol for us. How long are you home for, you’ve got another filming at four, right?”
“Lennon cancelled all my appearances, so I guess she’ll shoot me an email with my schedule, but we have dinner with Pack Michael tomorrow night.”
“We have a free night?”
“Yeah. Are Hen and Reno back yet?”
“They should be nearly home. Last I heard they were leaving the Omega centre, that was about three hours ago. Reno was worried about Gemma, she wasn’t messing around when she said her beta was a prick. He beat her pretty badly, but she’s safe now.”
He must hear my sharp intake.
“She’s not you, Bailey girl. And we’ll make sure she gets all the help she needs.”
“I know.”
“Good. Don’t you feel guilty because we get to enjoy our happy ever after. We all have our own paths to walk, and we’re helping show them the way, that’s all we can do.”
I hum in understanding, but of course he skips over it and goes on.
“You want to make burgers and watch movies tonight?”
“I’m taking Bails straight to her nest.” Koda interrupts when I lean my head back against the headrest. His hand coming to sit on my tummy again.
“It’s too soon for you to go into heat again, Bailey girl. I mean, I got no worries pretending.”
I laugh at him, so does Koda.
I kick off my shoes, before shuffling around to get closer to Koda, dropping one of my feet up on the dash, spreading my legs wide. “I’m spiking. I’ll talk to Reno later, now is not the time though.” I move Koda’s hand from my stomach so he can cup me, the added pressure, even through my clothes, helps. Makes me hell horny too.
I guess I temporarily forget about Ashton while Koda’s thick fingers rub over me.
“What’s going on?” Ashton says, sounding a little bit panicked.
“She’s fine, Ash. I’m going to let her ride my hand until we get home.”
