Page 120 of Knot a Good Idea

“I trust you, Hunter,” she continues. “And it’s hard for me to trust.”

I nod.

I’ll be the best damn Heat partner she’s ever had. I’ll be so fucking good that she’ll never want anyone else but our pack again.

My cock aches in my pants, and my inner Alpha howls with need.

“Thank you, baby,” I tell her, doing my best to keep my voice even.

She exhales deeply, and I realize she was holding her breath.

Did she truly think I would say no?

Did she think any of us would say no?

Her face is still a lovely shade of pink, even though she has no reason to be embarrassed.

I’m fuckinghonored.

“Well,” she clears her throat and hops off the stool, “I’ll be upstairs getting ready.”

She practically runs out of the kitchen, leaving a trail of her sweet aroma behind.

It would be comical if I wasn’t about to die from a hard-as-diamonds boner.

She wants me to fuck her.

She wants me to knot her, to take care of her and keep her safe while I make love to her…

And the only thing cock-blocking me is this stupid fucking party.

I turn around to see Liam standing in the opposite entryway to the kitchen, his mouth open in silent shock.

“I…um…caterers will be here in an hour,” he stammers, his face just as pink as April’s.

I burst out laughing.

25

APRIL

Ismell.

Not in a normal body odor way, that would make me want to shower or put on deodorant.

No, I smell like my café.

Like I doused myself in vanilla, cinnamon, and melted butter.

I’m one of those fancy candles that Skylar can’t get enough of that are only found in specialty department stores.

My suppressants are supposed to mute my scent as well, but the essence that wafts off me is reminiscent of freshly baked cookies.

My body is also on fire. Sweat beads down my forehead, and I splash myself with water before I begin to put on makeup.

The party starts in an hour.

The caterers have been here for a while, but after my conversation with Hunter, I hurried to my bedroom, unable to face him for long.

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