Page 62 of Alpha Gray

Deke doesn’t press any further, he just starts filling me in about the arrangements he’s made for me to travel to Denver this week. After a few minutes, Holly and Fallon reappear in the doorway to the kitchen and I crack a smile when I see that Fallon’s borrowed clothes from Holly don’t fit much better than mine did. Holly’s a pipsqueak, so it’s no surprise that her leggings are basically capris on Fallon and her t-shirt fits Fallon like a tight crop-top.

When Fallon notices my amused expression, she shakes her head. “Don’t you dare say a word.”

I let out a laugh, waving her over. “Wasn’t gonna. C’mon, we’d better get going.”

After we say our goodbyes to Deke, Holly, and Mason, I lead Fallon outside to my Jeep in the driveway. It’d be a nice walk back to the complex, but it would probably be more discrete for us to drive over rather than risk being seen together on the trail.

We both hop in and I fire up the engine, backing out of the driveway.

“They’re really nice,” Fallon breathes, leaning back in the passenger seat and kicking her legs up on the dashboard.

I grunt in agreement. “They’re basically family.” I put the car in drive, starting down the street. “Hey, I hope you know I wasn’t trying to be mean this morning, about training camp.”

Fallon narrows her eyes, tossing me an annoyed glare.

“I’m just trying to give you some advice,” I sigh. “These last few weeks are even tougher than the first three. Just make sure you’re giving it everything you’ve got.”

“I know,” Fallon scowls. There’s a long pause and she just stares out the window. When she turns back to me, there’s a hint of a mischievous smirk on her face. “Guess I’ve been a little distracted.”

I look over at her, the corner of my mouth turning up into a half-smile. “Yeah… me too,” I mumble, my eyes trailing to her long legs slung up on the dash.

I make the turn onto the road that goes into the forest, to the squad complex. “You won’t have to worry about that this week. I’m headed to Denver on pack business.”

“Oh?” Fallon asks, fiddling with the ends of her hair and feigning disinterest. “When are you coming back?”

“Not sure.”

The complex is less than a mile from Goldenleaf, so it’s a quick drive. I swing into my usual spot just past the gate and throw the car into park, looking over at Fallon.

“Why don’t you head in first?” I suggest. “I’ll wait a few minutes. Say you were…”

“Yeah, yeah,” Fallon interrupts, waving me off and sliding her feet off of the dashboard and onto the floor. “I’ll say I went for a run or something.”

She opens the passenger door, stepping out of the Jeep. I cut the ignition and get out, too, and Fallon circles around to approach my side.

“Thanks,” she says. “For breakfast.”

I grin, leaning back against the Jeep. “Anytime, babe.”

She gives an awkward little wave and takes a step away, then turns back around with a sly smile on her face. “Oh, and Gray?”

“Hm?”

Fallon’s smirk deepens. “This doesn’t mean we’re together.”

I stalk toward her, wrapping one arm around her waist and sliding my other hand up into the back of her hair at the base of her neck. My advance catches her by surprise, but she immediately presses her body forward into mine, gazing up at me with those big blue eyes.

I lean down to crush my lips against hers and they immediately part to accept my kiss. So damn responsive.Mine.

I twine my tongue with hers, savoring the kiss, making it last. It’s going to have to last me until I get back from Denver. I always hate leaving my pack for trips like this, but this time, I’m struggling more with leaving Fallon.

When I finally pull away, she looks a little dazed. It’s cute as hell.

“Go on,” I say, spinning her around and swatting her ass.

Fallon turns back around, bringing two fingers to her forehead in a little salute. “Yes sir,” she says, jogging backwards.

I just chuckle and shake my head as she spins back around, jogging off toward the gate of the squad complex. I watch her the whole way, admiring those long legs and that perfect ass of hers.

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