Page 68 of Knot a Good Idea

I’m going after my girl.

Once Liam confided in me that he kissed her, I knew it would be my turn soon.

She likes us, and that’s all I need.

Because goddamn, doIlikeher.

I like her almost as much as I like the chocolate chip cookie that I’m stuffing my face with as I sit with April in her living room.

I keep my arm thrown lazily on the couch above her, keeping her caged in with me slightly. Her scent is vanilla and delicious, making my inner Alpha slowly rise from his slumber.

I haven’t knotted inso long,and apparently, my dick has decided it fully belongs to April.

And my taste buds belong to her, too.

“This is insane,” I mutter over a mouthful of cookie. “Better than those ten-dollar cookies at that fancy place near our house.”

Tammy sits on the opposite section of the couch, facing me with a smile. “Well, our café is known for its cookies.”

I liked Tammy immediately. I respect her for the way she keeps an eye on me, trying to read me with her brown eyes that look so much like her daughters.

I also notice the way she keeps glancing at April, cautious of the way she interacts with her boyfriend.

She’s a good mom.

She reminds me of mine, actually.

My mom would love April.

Maybe she wouldn’t like her as much right now though, with the way the gorgeous Omega is scowling at me as I finish the cookie.

“So, where are you staying while you’re here, Hunter?” Tammy continues, shooting April a quick glance before looking back at me.

Interesting.

I shrug. “Well,” I say, “April invited me to stay here, if that’s alright.”

April’s light brown eyes shoot up in surprise, but she quickly conceals it.

But the spicy scent of her rage permeates the room, and I can’t help but grin in delight.

She’s going to kill me for this later, but it’s fun to tease her.

“That’s fine with me,” Tammy says, smiling. But she gives her daughter another glance, as if daring her to say something. “We have a guest room you could stay in.”

I already booked a hotel a few miles down the road in case my bluff didn’t work.

And if April truly doesn’t want me here, I’ll leave, as much as it would hurt.

I flash Tammy a smile, then turn to April. “Sounds great. What do you think, babe?”

She wants to murder me, and it's adorable.

“Sounds great,babe,” she quips in response, her eyes full of malice.

I grin in triumph, while she scowls.

Victory.

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