Page 63 of Packed Up In Vegas

“I think breakfast is in order,” Diego said, offering me the slinky robe I had purchased on our shopping trip. I really had no reason to feel uncomfortable running around naked, except for the fact that I hadn’t been with Miles yet, though I was still feeling a little vulnerable with Amir. Once the robe was cinched around my waist, I let Kai usher me inside.

A bowl of sliced fruit was already on the table and a bowl of batter was sitting next to the waffle iron ready to go.

“You were busy this morning.”

Kai shrugged. “Gotta make sure my omega is well fed.”

I couldn’t quite bring my eyes to reach Miles’s questioning gaze. I wasn’t opposed to being with him, but he seemed intent on keeping distance between us. It wasn’t the same sort of rejection I had felt from Amir, but I still didn’t like it.

“Sweetheart, while you’re here, I’ve got a form for you to fill out.” Miles slid his tablet over to me.

“Form?”

“To register your bond with Kai. Just a formality. I already had Kai fill out his.”

“Oh, sure.” The form was simple enough since it was just to collect information and we were already bonded, so they just needed to document it.

Amir joined us a few minutes later, dressed in his pants from yesterday and carrying the rest of the clothing that had been scattered around the courtyard. He disappeared upstairs to get dressed before seating himself at the table.

I tried to focus on my waffle instead of staring at him like I wanted to. My thoughts turned as I sliced into each crispy square. “Do you ever think about how I’m not the only one who was fated to you guys?”

Amir lifted one questioning brow. “What do you mean?”

“You’re all fated to one another, aren’t you? What are the odds otherwise of the four of you finding each other and all being a scent match for me? Maybe fate put all of you on the path to one another in hopes that when you met, you would all love each other enough to form a pack.”

“I never thought about that part,” Amir confessed.

“That’s because you were too busy freaking out over me.”

He gave me an exasperated smile. “You’re not wrong about that. I don’t know if I like that concept either, that all of my life was actually predetermined? From the degree I took to the company that offered me a job where I had the opportunity to meet everyone?”

“But you’re happy, aren’t you?”

“I am,” he sighed. “For the most part, anyway.”

“I think,” said Diego, “that even if fate is responsible for dropping us in front of one another, we still had a choice after that. Fate gives us opportunities, but it can’t force us to do anything about them.”

“Plus, we’re never going to know what’s actually fate and what’s not,” Kai added. “Seems stressful to worry about that part.”

“I think it was fate that I ran into Callie exactly when I did,” said Miles, “but I don’t think it forced her to accept my offer.”

“I think so too. If I’d made a different choice, we’d all be apart right now.” I nudged Amir with my toes beneath the table. “If I ask you to hang out again, are you gonna be weird about it?”

He hesitated for a second. “No. I mean, we can hang out, but I can’t guarantee I won’t be weird at any point.”

“I’ll take it. We can be awkward weirdos together.”

Kai and Diego laughed.

“I love how she’s managed to distill down your core elements,” Diego said. “The rest of the world might think you’re suave and smooth, but we know the truth.”

Amir flipped him the bird, focusing on me. “Let me take you out somewhere later tonight. I would take you now, but we’d be trapped in the car with how fucking hot it is outside.”

“Where are we going?”

“If I told you, it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

“Maybe I don’t like surprises.”

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