Page 119 of Knot Baked Out For This
"You bought me furniture?"
"You needed a comfortable couch," Levi says.
"And a bed that fits..." Luca trails off, suddenly very interested in the ceiling.
"When our Omega needs comfort, we provide," Rowan states, like this is pack law.
Nash looks between all of us with barely concealed amusement. "The express fee was impressive. You guys must really want your... Omega... comfortable."
The way he says Omega makes all three of them bristle.
"Right then!" Reverie grabs her bags, clearly sensing the testosterone levels reaching critical mass. "I'll get out of your way so you can get frisky!"
"That's not—we're not—" My face burns.
"Try on the outfits! Send photos! Make sure they fit!" She's already backing toward the door. "Some are fancy, some casual, all gorgeous like you!"
She pauses by Nash. "Stay out of trouble, bad boy. And off the roads."
"No promises, princess."
She flees with a laugh, leaving me with three territorial Alphas, one amused delivery guy, and furniture I didn't ask for but desperately need.
The delivery process is tense. Nash and his team—because apparently premium furniture requires a team—bring in a couch that looks like clouds made solid and a bedroom set that definitely cost more than my car.
My Alphas hover, making sure Nash doesn't get within three feet of me, their scents creating such a thick territorial wall that even Tank the security guy comments on it.
"Strong pack bonds," he observes. "Good for protection."
"The strongest," Rowan confirms, not taking his eyes off Nash.
Finally, the delivery team leaves, Nash throwing a wink that's probably meant for Reverie but makes Levi growl anyway.
The moment the door closes, all three Alphas deflate like punctured balloons.
"That was subtle," I say dryly.
"He was flirting," Rowan grumbles.
"With Reverie!"
"In your space," Luca corrects. "That's disrespectful."
"That's called doing his job."
"Suspiciously well," Levi mutters, but then he flops onto the new couch and moans. "Oh my god, this is amazing. It's like sitting on happiness."
Luca joins him, sinking into the cushions with a sigh. "Worth every penny."
Rowan sits more carefully, but even he can't hide the relief as the couch accepts his weight without protesting.
"You bought me a cloud couch," I say, still processing. "And a bedroom set."
"You were worried about our backs," Levi explains. "And mentioned wanting a better bed."
"So you just... bought them?"
"Problem-solving," Luca says simply.
