Page 79 of Too Tempting

We both sit up on the bed and he looks like he swallowed something sour. “I have a suite tentatively booked at Heat Haven. I hadn’t said anything because, well, things have been kind of weird with everyone. Now things are even worse. But the fact is. I don’t know when I’m going into heat, but I want all of you there. But I just don’t even know if everyone would still want to be there now.” On the last word, I sob. I’m so fucking tired of crying.

Dom grabs me so I’m straddling his lap as he rubs my back and purrs for me. I clutch at his shoulders like my life depends on it. He’s always there for me, always my shoulder to cry on, always the one to handle situations when they get too hard. I need Dom like I need to fucking breathe. I hold him so tight my fingers go numb.

I push back and look at his beautiful face. He pushes my hair from my face and kisses my forehead. “I’ll be there, no matter what. We’ll figure this out.” I nod my head and sigh. The exhaustion from the past two days is catching up with both of us. “Let’s get some sleep so we can help Smith and get back home to our pack.”

Our pack. He’s going to make me cry again with all this shit.

All I can think about is how I wish they were all here. Even Cameron, I might be mad at him right now. But it doesn’t wash away the feelings I have for him or that his place in this pack is so important. I wish he could see his value just as clearly as everyone else does. I do my best to calm my brain down as Dom holds on to me tightly and we fall asleep.

My phone vibrating on the bedside table wakes me up. Dom is gone to the world as I pick it up and see that it’s Emmett calling me. I look at the time and it’s four in the morning. As quietly as I can, I grab the phone and take it to the bathroom so that I don’t wake Dom.

“Hello,” I ask.

“Kelsey?” Emmett sounds exhausted.

“Emmett, it’s four in the morning.”

There’s a ruffling over the phone. “Shit, it is. Isn’t it?”

“Emmett, what’s wrong?”

“I just needed to hear your voice, sugar.”

“Are Shyla and Cameron with you?”

“Sleeping, finally,” he replies.

“Are you okay?” I ask, not sure what to say. This isn’t the normal bubbly Emmett I’m used to speaking to.

“Yeah, I will be. It’s just a lot, Cameron keeps crying and Shyla is being stoic and quiet. I told her you knew about Meera and I’ve gotten the silent treatment all night.”

“Fuck, I’m sorry Emmett. It was both of us who decided not to tell her.”

“I’m at fault, really. She doesn’t seem so mad about that. Just the fact that Meera was the person who hurt you is what bothers her. I think she needs to talk to you about it.”

“I want that, I want to apologize and tell her how I feel.”

“Hopefully soon. What’s going on with your brother and his client?

I sigh over the phone. “Well, he got himself arrested and mated so there’s that.”

“Fucking hell,” he mumbles on the other line.

“When it rains it pours.”

“I’m so sorry, Kelsey. If I could take it all away I would.”

“I know you would, Emmett. It’s why I love you.” I swear I can hear him smiling over the phone.

“I promise to take care of these two as long as you promise to take care of yourself.”

“I can make that promise,” I say.

“How’s Dom doing?”

“Being my rock as usual.”

“And about Cameron?”

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