Page 112 of Hot Knot Summer
“My turn,” he murmurs, one hand sliding into my hair while the other settles at the small of my back. He kisses me, slow and thorough, as though he has all the time in the world to explore my mouth. When he finally releases me, I’m breathless and flushed.
“Good morning to you, too.”
“Don’t hog her, Wolf,” River complains, but there’s laughter in his voice as he appears on my other side. “Some of us haven’t had our Emma fix today.”
“Wolf?” I raise an eyebrow at Levi, who just shrugs.
“His last name is Wolfe,” River explains, then grins wickedly. “Plus, he’s got that whole lone wolf brooding thing down to an art form.”
“I don’t brood,” Levi protests.
“You absolutely brood,” River and Atlas say in unison, making me giggle.
River takes advantage of my distraction to spin me into his arms, dipping me dramatically as if we’re in some old Hollywood movie. “Hello, gorgeous,” he says.
“You’re too adorable,” I tell him, but I’m grinning.
“Adorably handsome,” he agrees, then kisses me senseless.
When he sets me upright, I have to grab his shoulders to keep from swaying.
“We should have a competition,” River announces, winking at me. “See whose kiss Emma loves the best.”
“Absolutely not,” Levi states, but there’s a smirk on his lips. “We all know I’d win.”
River gasps in mock outrage. “Them’s fighting words, pretty boy.”
“Nope, I’m out of this one,” I declare, holding up my hands. “I plead the fifth, sixth, and seventh amendments.”
“That’s not how amendments work,” Levi points out with a small smile.
“Don’t care. I refuse to choose between you beautiful Alphas.”
Atlas clears his throat. “If you two are done molesting our Omega...”
“Actually,” Levi interrupts, checking his watch, “we should get going. The police want to meet us there in fifteen.”
River’s expression grows more serious. “Right. The cabin investigation.”
Atlas’s hand settles on my lower back. “You two be careful, okay? And call if you find anything.”
“We will,” Levi promises, then comes over to kiss my forehead. “Try not to let this one corrupt you too much while we’re gone.”
“No promises,” I say with a grin.
River bounds over, stealing one more quick kiss. “Save some energy for when we get back,” he murmurs against my lips, making me blush.
They finally leave, and the sudden quiet feels strange after their boisterous energy. Atlas turns to me with a white box in his hands.
“This is for you,” he says, and for the first time since I’ve known him, he looks almost shy. “Go upstairs and change into it.”
I take the box, eyeing him suspiciously. It’s surprisingly light, which could be good or very, very bad. “Should I be worried?”
“Go,” he says, smacking my ass playfully, making me yelp and laugh.
“You’re lucky I like you,” I tell him, heading for the stairs.
“I’m counting on it,” he calls after me.
