Page 59 of Scent of Home

“Tomorrow, we’ve got this amazing day planned of town culture. The jams, baked goods, cakes, breads, knitted things, and all that goodness is being assessed and Finnoghal is sitting on the judging table. We have to cheer him on.”

“Please, don’t call me Finnoghal,” Finn groans.

“Sounds boring. How about we just come in late?” Bray purrs. I’m not sure how Locke resists that teasing suggestion. Hell, I’m not sure how I resist it.

Erin laughs. “You two need to leave as well.”

Finn leans down and kisses Erin. She clings to his head, standing up with him, when he steps back.

“I have to go,” Finn whispers.

“Yeah, I know, just one more taste.”

I find Erin’s desire to kiss Finn hot. Really hot. She wiggles against him, getting closer, threading her arms around his neck while I get to my feet.

I stalk towards Locke and Bray. My eyes flickering from one to the other.

“I’m out of here,” I whisper in Locke’s ear and kiss his neck. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Locke moans. He turns to me, and I get a better look at him. His skin is glowing, his scent is so powerful now, the omega designation breaking through so easily, I don’t know how we missed it.

The heat hits me with a punch, but I hold it back as I take his mouth with mine, kissing him, drinking that scent in. He’s so alien from anything I’ve ever seen before, but he’s mine. I feel that on a cellular level.

I lean back, breaking the kiss, drawing in oxygen to clear my head.

“Tomorrow,” I say to Locke.

My eyes flick to Bray, who stands up and looks lost.

“Yeah, tomorrow,” Locke says simply.

I turn on my heel, opting for silence with Bray so I don’t say anything else to fuck it up. I seize Erin and kiss her. The lemon scent of Finn is on her lips, and I lick it off.

Our kiss goes on long enough that when I pull away, I just get a glimpse of Bray vanishing.

Erin slaps my butt. “Go get him, tiger.”

I cast a glare in her direction and then rush outside after Bray. He’s halfway to his car when I catch him.

“Hey,” I say softly.

He glances down at my hand on his arm and turns towards me, spinning me and advancing until I end up pressed against his car.

“You want a one heat fuck?” Bray snarls.

Oh, Erin was right.

I cautiously nod my head. “Isn’t that what you want?”

Bray snarls and shoves me hard in the chest. I gasp in pain when he seizes my beard and pulls my head down to his and smashes our lips together.

The kiss turns soft as soon as we touch, and his hold gentles. It must only be for a few seconds, but it feels like forever.

What if I’ve been wrong all this time? My voice screams when he pulls back. Could he have wanted me all this time?

“Yes, I want that with you,” I say into his mouth.

His breath is my breath, and mine is his. I don’t know anything anymore. These alphas and this omega have turned my entire world upside down and inside out.

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