Page 120 of Slick Handling

“I’ve never dressed up before.” I start with that. They all know more about my past life now. Understand just how different living in the religious Beta community was., “It could be fun. Do you just dress up to give kids candy?” He smiles at me, hand bringing mine to his lips to give it a kiss.

“We can do whatever you want. Griffin takes Halloween very seriously and likes to go all out. I’m sure if you want to stay home and have a movie marathon we can do that as well.” I nod my head, “I also want to talk to you about tonight.”

I knew that Apollo was going to want to talk about it. My Alpha loves to have a plan.

He moves to help me into the car, lifting me up, and buckling my seatbelt. I catch him before he can move, bringing our mouths together in a soft kiss.

I could kiss these men everyday and it still wouldn’t be enough.

“Hey cherub,” His lips kissed the corner of my mouth, “God, you make me want to take you home and do-”

“Apollo Mathers!” He blocks me with his body, turning behind to look at the teenagers. They’re bouncing, eyes wide as they take him in, “I told you it was him.” The smaller boy says with an excited rush.

“Go, they want to meet you.” He rubs his hand over my face before he shuts the door and heads over to the kids.

Some people may get mad having their time interrupted like that. Not me. I like that Apollo is a hero to kids. It makes me feel like he will be a good role model for our pups some day.

The idea of having kids with them makes my heart beat wildly. A sense of rightness washing over me.

I’ve always wanted to be a mother. To some people it can seem like a small dream. To me it was what I held onto. I want to give the love that I had always dreamed of getting. The idea of holding a baby in my arms, kissing their little fingers during bath time or rocking them to sleep is something that gives me hope.

Why can’t someone just want to be a parent now? Why is that dream not considered worthwhile? I always talk about opening my own clothing shop because I think that’s what people want to hear from me.

But I’d be much happier making clothes for my own pups.

I want all the babies. Maybe five or six. Lots of little ones to love and snuggle.

Maybe I could take them to all the games. The suite was so nice at Apollo’s game. If they get drafted with a pack deal I can travel with them. I would have the support of the guys as we travel. I could make friends with other wives and girlfriends too.

We could have babies.

“Oh fuck, what are you thinking about, cherub? Your scent right now is heaven.” I look at Apollo who just slid into the car. The teenage boys have dispensed and he looks calmer.

Sliding off his hat, he puts it on backwards, and my eyes widen. What black magic had he just performed? He had done one simple motion and managed to get hotter.

“I was thinking of having your babies. Lots of babies actually. We could have our own hockey team. Pretty blonde babies that will be able to reach the top shelf. Maybe a little girl with McKinley’s dark eyes. Oh, another little girl who is mischievous and naughty like Griffin. A little boy who would be attached at my hip and smiles like Vaughn. A set of twins who look like you and who wear jerseys with Daddy on the back.”

Apollo’s eyes are wide, looking at me half dazed before he turns, grabbing the steering wheel.

“We need to get home.”

“Are you mad?”

“No. I just came in my pants.”

Sure enough there is a dark spot on his sweatpants. I can smell him filling up the space and feel my cheeks brightening.

I guess he likes the idea of having babies too.

I’m sitting beside Apollo at the game. My heart is thundering in my chest as I watch the final seconds tick off the clock. I know when the game ends, we’re going to meet the rest of the pack and head home where I’ll lose my virginity.

Apollo and I had talked about it when we got back this afternoon. After he had showered and changed, we watched trashy reality TV and talked about how tonight would go.

It would be Mickey that would be the one to actually take my virginity. They thought since he couldn’t knot me that it would be for the best. Mick was also most likely to be the most gentle and Apollo could use his Alpha bark if things got out of hand.

We would be able to do other things, touch and kiss. We also talked about how I might be sore the next day and it was important to be honest with them so they knew how to take care of me. It would be an off day for everyone before Monday started the craziness of life again.

Part of me was nervous about how this would go, but more than anything I was excited to share this with all of them.

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