Page 42 of Packed Up In Vegas

I pressed my face to the blankets and mumbled a good morning back.

“Are you wanting to start the day already or can we have a cuddle first?”

“Cuddle is good,” I said, still not daring to look at him.

“Climb under,” he said quietly, nudging back the blankets as I navigated to get beneath them. He sighed tiredly and drew me closer until he was curled around me, my back to his chest. Diego’s purr rumbled, almost too soft to hear, but I could feel it nonetheless.

Kai rolled toward me, his eyes still closed, like he was seeking me out in his sleep. The two alphas sandwiched me together and even my embarrassment couldn’t stop my purr.

This was exactly what I needed, but had been too stubborn to accept the night before. The room was drenched in the scent of their spices, the bed warm with the heat of their bodies.

So comfy.

I need to pull them into my nest.

My purr stuttered as I realized I didn’t have a nest anymore. Kai had promised me a new one, and realistically my old one would’ve been tainted anyway, but I had built it over years, creating the perfect sanctuary for myself in the apartment.

Kai groaned and shifted closer, lifting his hand to cup the back of my head. He kissed my forehead and sighed. “I’m sorry you’re so sad, little dove.”

I set a palm over his heart, feeling the steady beat beneath my fingers. I hated that he could feel what I did. Kai didn’t deserve any of what I was going through.

“Did you not like my room?” he asked softly.

“It smells funny.”

He chuckled. “I’ll wash all of the bedding for you.”

“No, it just needs you to refresh it.”

He blinked slowly at me, his golden brown eyes tired but gentle. “Is that your way of saying you missed me?”

My cheeks heated. “I?—”

“Don’t tease her.” Diego dragged me closer, making me all too aware that certain parts of him were much more awake than others. Desire curled in my belly, but things were different now. The heat was over and I didn’t know how to approach anything of that nature with them.

“I’m not teasing,” said Kai. “It’s pretty early. Are we getting up for the day?”

“I was trying to get her to sleep more, but apparently we’re all awake,” Diego huffed.

“Breakfast? I can cook if you give me a quick tour of the kitchen.”

“You’re only cooking if you desperately want to,” said Kai. “If it’s something you enjoy, that’s fine, but if it’s not, I want you to let us take care of everything.”

“I mean, I can cook, but it’s not necessarily my favorite chore.”

“Then you don’t have to worry about it here,” Kai insisted. “What can I make for you?”

“Chocolate chip pancakes?”

“I’m pretty sure we have everything for that, and if not I’ll dip out to the grocery store. Are you okay to stay here with Diego or do you want to come down with me?”

The bed was extremely comfortable, but I was also very curious about the pack house. “Can Diego show me the house?”

“I absolutely can, precious.” He sat up slowly, as if reluctant to move away from me, stretching his arms above his head. The movement highlighted the muscles of his torso and I couldn’t help but stare.

He slid out of bed, leaned over to scoop his arms beneath me, and dragged me over to the edge. I squeaked, wrapping myself around him so I didn’t fall when he hoisted me up.

“I’m going to run you a bath and I’ll go get your suitcase so you can change into some fresh clothes for the day. Unless you would rather wear something of Kai’s.”

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