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I could kiss him all day.

A hand wraps around me from behind and the scent of cologne and ink makes me turn, in a lust fueled haze as I look at Anthony. His smile flips my stomach as his lips press to mine. Open mouthed and passionate. It’s the type of kiss you share on a dance floor knowing you’re going to get fingered to a techno beat. It ends with us smiling against each other's lips as I sit on the bed with four men.

“Well, I need a cup of coffee now that I’m awake.” They’re all looking at me like breakfast is the last thing on their mind but I know better. I know we need to spend time out of bed to enjoy our time in it, “Coffee, please?” And just like that they snap out of whatever trance they’re in.

And I realize they’re going to be hopelessly wrapped around my finger.

And it terrifies me.

CHAPTER 11

I FELL IN LOVE WITH PRINCESS PEACH

Sadie

“We’re going to take you out tonight.” Paxton states after I have showered.

I can feel him watching me in the mirror as I rub my hair with the towel. My patience for my hair is a zero and my goal is to get it dry enough to throw it up in a messy bun.

His eyes trace over my body in the black leggings and the loose v neck black t-shirt that I am wearing. There is nothing sexy about what I’m in but I would never guess that with how he is eating me up with his eyes.

The way his scent blooms confirms his thoughts. It goes from that calm tea scent to a deeper, spicier hint of velvet and a chai.

I could drown in that all day.

“Okay.”

I wasn’t going to argue, mainly because I was so freaked out about having agreed to date an alpha pack of four men that I didn't really know, for a month. “Cameron is taking me to the gym now.” I move to throw my hair up in a messy bun and he makes a tsking sound, stepping forward, crowding me in the bathroom space with his large body.

Paxton is built like a linebacker. Thick muscles and a tall frame that has him as the tallest out of the men in the pack.

“You need your hair tight and out of your face. A bun is just going to flop and get in your way.” He turns me so I am looking at him in the mirror, our eyes meeting as I swallow hard, “Can I?” He motions towards my hair and I nod, unsure what he is going to do.

I have bad memories of my mother brushing my hair. Complaining it was too thick, the brush coming down hard as she pulled my hair too tight, ripping out knots in my hair as tears slid to burn the corner of my eyes.

From the way that I tense up under his hands it is clear that I’m not comfortable.

His fingers are gentle. Paxton is moving my hair carefully as he toys with it. Being gentle as he explores the strands with his big paws. Carefully he parts my hair, watching the way I react with soft glances in the mirror. Checking in with me without saying anything.

The alphas gentle touch soothes me and his gentleness eases me.

It feels nice having him take care of me like this. It is unexpected that he can French braid hair. But as he moves from one side and then moves over to the other, making the braids tight, that he is a pro. I’m less afraid of him with my hair now because he is never pulling or moving too quickly to make me nervous. Paxton is gentle with me, taking care of me in a way that I had never been taken care of before.

Daddy vibes for sure.

“I had a lot of cousins around when I was growing up. It was all hands on deck in the morning.” He gives a gentle tug on a braid as I look in the mirror at the hairstyle.

I love it.

It makes me feel like I’m being a proper boxer headed off to the gym. Maybe I also kind of like that Paxton took the time to do it for me. It makes me feel special.

“Cameron said I get to punch him in the face. Any tips?” My head turns, looking up at Paxton who is smirking at me, “Or are you going to come with us and show me how to do it?” It catches him off guard, the invitation not being something that he expected.

At this point, Anthony already said he was coming and Jace said he needed to work out anyway. Paxton was the only one grumbling about how he couldn’t take the afternoon off work.

I don’t like how he seems to always be the only one that is on the outs with what the guys are doing. He has no problem with one on one time like we’re doing now but I want to see him with everyone. And not just at dinner, where he will need to be on his best behavior.

Dating a pack will be dating all four of them separately but I need real pack time together too to understand the dynamics of them and how they operate.

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