What about me?
Then I hear him call it- and I don’t think my own name has ever sounded sweeter.
“Fallon.”
I’m so overcome with emotion that I feel like I’m going to burst at the seams- relief and delight and happiness wash over me in waves, nearly taking me to my knees.
I fucking made it.
Arms close around me, pulling me into a hug- my sister’s arms. Tears of joy sting the back of my eyes as I throw my arms around her, squeezing tight.
“You did it!” Brooke squeals into my hair. “I’m so proud of you.”
I pull back, grinning from ear to ear. “Thanks, Brookie!”
I scream as my feet leave the ground- Boyd’s come up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me up. I laugh and flail until he sets me down, then spin around to give him a big hug. He holds on for a little longer than is comfortable, but I’m feeling so euphoric that his flirtations don’t even annoy me, not today.
I spot Davis and Casey threading their way through the crowd toward us and I launch myself at Davis to embrace him next. Shay and Connor make their way over, too, and for several minutes we’re all just hugging and laughing and congratulating one another, overwhelmed with both excitement and relief.
There’s one more person I want to celebrate with right now, but even though our little agreement to keep things quiet is technically over, Gray’s keeping his distance. I’m actually glad for it- I just want to enjoy this moment, not have to suddenly explain to my friends that I’ve been fucking an alpha on the down-low for weeks.
After a while, the crowd starts to die down and my eyes wander back to Gray. Our gazes meet and he gives a little flick of his head, indicating to the indoor arena. I pick up on his signal, watching him head that way and waiting until he’s slipped inside to break away from my friends.
“I’ll be back, guys,” I say, turning to jog away before anyone can ask where I’m going.
“My dad’ll be here at five!” Boyd calls after me, and I throw up a hand in acknowledgement.
I pick up my pace as I cross the field, eager to get to Gray.Fuck, I’m still on cloud nine, and the only thing that could make me feel even better than I do right now is his hands all over me.
Upon entering the building, I immediately see Gray waiting for me a few yards away and I tear toward him in a dead sprint. I scream in glee as I launch myself onto him, my body colliding with his as I wrap my arms and legs around him and my momentum takes us both to the ground. Gray lets out an ‘umph’ as his body takes the impact, but then his hands are all over me, one around my waist, one in my hair as he pulls my lips down onto his.
Gray nips and sucks on my bottom lip roughly, then his tongue finds mine, tangling with it as I grab his jaw with one hand and bury the other in his hair. I can feel the hardness of his cock pressing against my core as I straddle him, a deep thrum starting between my legs in anticipation as he continues his assault on my mouth.
I pull back from the kiss, grinning down at him devilishly as I slide my palms to his chest to prop myself up.
“Guess you’re stuck with me now,” I breathe, and Gray rocks his torso up, his lips crashing into mine again. I throw my arms around his neck as he sits up completely, wrapping my legs around his waist and losing myself in his kiss again.
“Let’s go back to the packhouse,” he murmurs against my lips, dragging one of his hands up my chest to grope my left breast as he starts trailing kisses down my jaw.
“Mmm…” I moan, wriggling my hips to grind myself down over the bulge in his shorts. “Wish I could…”
“Why can’t you?” he growls, nipping the tender flesh of my neck, then pressing his lips to the same spot.
“I…ohhhh” I can’t form words to respond- my eyes roll back in my head as Gray sucks the sensitive spot on my neck just under my left ear.
“Going back… home…” I pant.
Gray suddenly stops, pulling back to stare at me. “What?”
“I’m going home to see my parents,” I say, stroking his sharp jawline with my fingertips. “To deliver the good news to them in person. Boyd offered Brooke and I a ride back with him.”
Gray’s eyes darken, his mood immediately shifting. He moves to rise to his feet, his arm still around my waist, pulling me up with him. “But you’re coming back, right?” he asks as he plants my feet on the ground across from him.
I steady myself, biting my lip as I peer up into his eyes.Crap. This isn’t a conversation I’m ready to have, not now.
An uncomfortable silence stretches between us, my face getting hot as I can feel the frantic beating of my heart in my ears.
“I don’t know,” I finally say, my voice small.