Page 93 of Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

All of us were done after that

We had seen too much. Lived too much. Almost died too much.

All of it too fucking much.

“Where did you go?” Her soft voice draws me back into her.

Sadie is looking up at me, her blue eyes searching mine as she cups my cheek and I can’t help but pull her closer, burying my face into the crook of her shoulder, just breathing her in. Needing to be grounded by our sweet omega.

She’s here.Safe. I’m here.Safe. The boys are here.Safe.

Her fingers run through my hair, kissing the sides of my face until I pull back and meet our lips together.

“I’m thinking of shaving my mustache,” Her gasp makes me look at her, “Do you like it?” Her eyes roll but she still reaches out and strokes it with her thumb, humming like she is thinking about it.

“I like everything about you, Cameron.” The way she says my full name makes my heart hurt, it clenches in my chest as I look at her, not believing that she could really like everything about me.

That part of me, that insecure part, wants to ask her if she was sure but I swallow it down. That feeling of not being good enough doesn’t have a place here right now. I kiss her forehead instead.

My throat is way too thick with emotionsto speak.

“If you shave it can I do it? Can you teach me?”

Her voice, so full of interest that it has me hurrying through getting us clean. I’m checking the time and making sure we have time for this before picking her up and setting her on the counter.

I didn’t have fancy shaving stuff like Jace or Anthony do.

I had a pair of scissors, some shaving cream, and a razor. But with Sadie wrapped in a towel I handed her the scissors explaining to her how she needed to trim it down before we can begin shaving the hair off.

Her lips form a little pout and she leans in, kissing me.

“Just wanted to feel it one more time before it’s gone.” she mutters rubbing her lips against my facial hair and making my heart beat a million miles an hour at the softness of her skin.

I am pretty sure I am in love with Sadie and it terrifies me. And when she does things like this, the feelings go all a flutter in my stomach as I thought about how forever wouldn’t be enough time to love her. I needed more than just that with her.

It wasn’t just a scent match mate but she was my everything to me and more. We understood each other in a way that felt like our souls connected and rested in each other's arms. It was a lock and a key, fitting together to form something special and safe.

Her tongue is sticking out of her mouth as she trims my mustache off with the scissors. Her face is so serious as she makes sure to be careful as she moves around the facial hair, getting it set up to be shaved off.

I let her clean off some of the hair before she is applying the shaving cream to my face and picking up the razor that I have laid out for this.

“Downward strokes, baby brat.” I want to add in to be careful but she looks so serious right now I knew that anything like that would make her feel less confident.

I trusted her with everything. Even my face.

Her hand cups against my cheek, pulling the skin taut as her eyes widen in though and she drags the blade down like I told her to do. So careful as she moves, cleaning the blade in between strokes of the blade.

Her eyes focused on the task.

On me.

After a few minutes she sets down the blade on the sink. Her thumb running over the smooth skin of my upper lip before pressing her lips to mine and making asound.

“Kissing you still felt amazing before but now you’re so soft and it feels like I can be closer to you. You’re so handsome, Cam-Cam.” Her words have me feeling like it was going to be an amazing day, “We should get ready for work. Thanks for trusting me, handsome.” She kisses my cheek before rushing off to Paxton’s room where most of her clothes are stored away.

She had her own room but we all knew she spent most of the nights she was anxious wrapped up in Pax. Sometimes we’d join them but it became clear that they actually just slept and talked together and we all tried to respect their time together. He calmed her down when she was spiraling and if she needed that recharge we’d always give it to her.

Ten minutes later she was coming down the stairs in one of her long prairie style dresses. The blue dress is baggy and it’s like all at once I realize that Sadie wants to go clothes shopping because her clothes didn’t fit her anymore

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