Page 10 of Seduced By Two Alphas

And if we never had a family, I was okay with that, too. In the six months of working at Casey’s Café, of being near Casey himself, of watching him, working with him, sharing our time together, I’d fallen in love with the human, and I knew Jack felt the same way.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you, Casey.” I cupped my hands in my lap to stop myself from touching him again. I wanted him to want me to touch him. I wanted Casey to willingly come to me. “It might happen. You’re not the only one with ‘feelings’ here.”

Casey glanced up at me, his lips slightly parted, his eyes a little rounder than before. I wanted badly to kiss those lips, to feel them pressed against mine, had been dying for them for months now.

“Slow isn’t necessarily a bad thing,” I went on. “Like you said, you’ve only known about everything for two weeks. That’s not enough time to absorb everything, to let things settle in your head. All I’m asking is that you be open to the idea of dating us.” I held up my hands. “No pressure, so no more running. Deal?”

He slowly nodded. “No pressure.”

“None,” I said. “But for sanity’s sake, please stop flirting with other men.”

Casey shivered. “God, my skin crawled just faking niceness with Albert. I wanted to throw up.”

I chuckled. “He does have that effect on people. What did you ever see in him?”

This was the first time we were openly talking about Albert. Casey was a firecracker, sometimes larger than life, with a real bite to him, but he was also a private person. Most of the things Jack and I had learned about him came from overhearing conversations he had with Dillon.

Not that we’d been eavesdropping. We couldn’t help our shifter hearing, but I wanted to hear these things from Casey. I wanted to get to know him on a more personal level, not through unintentional listening to his conversations with others.

Casey sighed. “Lonely, if you want me to be honest.”

“Are you serious?” I asked. “Casey, you’re hot as fuck. You could have your pick of guys.”

That made him laugh, and not in a good way. “Have you met the people in this town? Repressed as hell. There are slim pickings out there, Ken.”

I wiggled my brows playfully. “Until you met us.”

“I wasn’t even sure you two were gay,” he confessed with a laugh, a genuine one this time. “I’ve been trying to figure that out for months.”

“You could have just asked.”

“And get knocked on my ass?” Casey snorted. “You do not ask masculine, muscled men if they’re gay. You don’t always get the response you’re looking for, and you just might end up digging your teeth out of the dirt.”

When I leaned forward, my lips were inches from the soft shell of Casey’s ear. “No need to wonder anymore, handsome. When you’re ready, we’re all yours.”

I left Casey breathing low and choppy as I walked out of the office. When Jack looked my way, I winked at him, wearing a big-ass grin. His brows lifted slightly, but if he wouldn’t tell me about his conversation with Casey, I wasn’t budging either.

Come tonight, when we were at Casey’s house in our bear forms, I would see just how much our conversation had affected the human. I’d left the door wide open, and now all Casey had to do was gather the courage to walk through it.

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Casey

Once again, I was staring up at my ceiling, unable to sleep, but for different reasons this time. Why on earth did Ken have to put that big-ass nugget in my head? No pressure? Right. That was all I felt now.

Now that I knew they were gay and completely into me.

Just like Dillon had said all those months ago. He’d hit the nail on the head, and I’d been denying the truth that had been right in front of me. I hadn't wanted to see it. I hadn't wanted to think that two gorgeous hunks were that into me. If I hadn't been able to keep Albert happy, keep him from straying, what chance did I have of keeping Ken’s and Jack’s attention?

I had a lot of self-confidence, thanks to Dillon because my mom had never instilled that in me. She’d been too busy with her life, with her own problems, to teach me that.

No, that wasn’t fair. We’d never been close, but she’d tried. She’d been a decent, caring mom. I would give her that. Credit given where credit was due, though.

It had been Dillon who’d helped me hold my head up high and value myself as a person. He was the one who’d told me my entire life that I was somebody, that I was worth loving.

I snatched my phone off my nightstand and called him. It was late, but I was hoping he was still awake. Just because he no longer worked didn’t mean he was up all night. He’d always been an early riser, which meant he went to bed early.

“Hello?”

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