Page 223 of Dream Girl
Wes scowled at me. “This is how it’s going to be?”
I wrapped my arms around Grace, knowing he spoke with annoyance, not anger, and smirked at him. “Something about snoozers and losers?”
“You did not,” Jett said as he came out with Brennan. He immediately went to the motorcycle and inspected it, pointing things out to both Grace and Riley.
“She’s a little beauty. How did you even get one of these? The waiting list is huge, and I didn’t know they even made them in omega-size.” Brennan stood with me and Wes.
“I have connections.” Money talked. I ordered a matching one for myself, though it hadn’t arrived yet.
“That’s adorable. And small. I’m surprised a sidecar even fits.” Evan put an arm around Wes.
A very limited number of companies made omega-sized motorcycles. Most alphas just had their omegas ride with them.
Jett looked over at me. “This is perfect for her. After her wrist and foot heal, of course.”
Which was why Wes and Evan hadn’t gotten one for her yet. But again, snoozers, losers. This was, after all, somethingshewanted.
I came up behind her, breathing in her peachy scent. “Do you like it?”
“Spencer, it’s perfect.” She leaned up to kiss me.
I leaned down to take the offered kiss. My lips brushed hers, and she hungrily met mine. Her arms wrapped around me, and I deepened the kiss, a moan escaping her lips. I broke it off before I tossed her over my shoulder and brought her up to my room.
Not tonight. But I’d take more kisses. Certainly, I’d enjoy the game as long as she did.
“I’m so glad you like it.” I gave her a softer, gentler kiss, pleased that I had made the right choice.
“Hurry up and heal so we can take this everywhere. I’m so excited.” Riley bounced around.
“You accept my gift?” I added.
She looked up at me with her big blue-grey eyes. “I accept.”
“Perfect.” I ran my fingers through her hair. “So perfect.”
This was going to be fun. I couldn’t wait.
Chapter Sixty-Three
Grace
“All packed?” Evan squeezed my hand as we drove through the familiar streets to the house, the radio playing softly.
“I think so.” I’d gone with Evan to the Center for another checkup to make sure my wrist and foot were healing right. That and to talk with the doctor about Evan’s heat, my nervousness, and what to expect if I ended up participating.
I’d gone away with reassurance, information, and a little treasure chest of things, including those green fizzies that made your squishy parts feel better.
Tomorrow, after Riley went to the airport, the pack would head up to Evan’s cabin.
“We’re going to have a great time. Jett’s got a hike planned. We’ll go out on the boat, and we’ll roast marshmallows. I’m sure Spencer has some things planned for you and him, and remember, you can join usanytime.If you do, you can leave atany time. If you don’t join us,it’s fine,” he added.
That’s what I was most nervous about, because even after watching the modules on heat and a whole lot of heat porn this past week, I didn’t truly know what to expect.
But overall, I was pretty excited.
“Spence will give you all the sex, anyway.” Evan grinned at me and waggled his eyebrows.
I smacked his arm lightly. “Evan.”
