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Yeah, that sounds like a brilliant idea.

Chapter Nineteen

Sophia

The next day, I wake up feeling refreshed. I thought I'd have a restless night, but I guess two orgasms followed by a hot bath and a bottle of wine in my nest did me a lot of good. Still not feeling up to facing Pack Lewitt yet, I order breakfast to my room and ask Bree to send my regrets to the pack.

She tries to apologize to me once again, but she really doesn't have anything to apologize for. If it weren't for her, I would still think that Chase and the rest of the pack hated me. If anything, I should thank her for forcing me to listen to them.

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine them showing up on Heated to try to win me back. It almost makes me feel giddy. A complete one-eighty from the night before, I know, but I think everything is beginning to feel real. They're actually here, and they've been pining over me for the last two years—just like I've been pining over them.

A part of me wonders if it's even fair that they're here. Don't get me wrong, I'm ecstatic, but I'll be the first to admit that chances are, I'll be choosing Pack Lewitt. Just like I told them last night, that doesn't mean I'll only choose them... But Finn is right. I need to listen to the part of me that feels that pull to them. I've always felt it, and I don't think I can fight it—even if I wanted to.

That's already a pack of four—though that means there are two omegas. While we'd managed to make it work when Chase went into heat at the same time as me, I don't think that would be sustainable in the long term.

Does that mean I need a large pack? I'd always thought four would be a good number, but I'd never thought there would be two omegas.

Damn, I really need to cool my jets. They've just come back into my life, and I'm already talking as if they're a part of my pack. I haven't even been on a date with them yet. That seems like the best first step. I'm not even worried about screwing them on the first date anymore—thank you Finn. If it happens, great. If it doesn't, that's also great.

Now I just need to get ready for said date. What's even planned for today?

Oh, right. Today should be fun. At least I know that most of them will enjoy the day I have planned. Though, I'm not sure what Liam will think—I guess I'll just need to wait to find out.

I throw on a short-sleeved scoop neck dress with a flowy skirt that falls to my mid-thighs. I consider throwing on tights but realize it'll hit seventy before too long. I grab a cardigan in case I get cold. We won't be outside for much of the day anyway.

I spend more time on my hair and makeup than I have for any of the other dates, my stomach rolling slightly with nerves. With the four suitors today, things are different than they were with the others. While I might not have gotten to know them well, I do feel like I know them. Not to mention, I've seen how hot they are naked, and I know just how good their cocks feel.

Nope. I'm not going there. If I walk out there aroused, then that's like setting it up for us to sleep together. I'm going to at least attempt to pretend like this is just like the other dates I've been on. And I certainly didn't go into any of those expecting to sleep with anyone—especially not four someones.

The knock on the door startles me, and my heart feels like it's going to come right out of my chest. I want to call out that I'll be right there, but then I remember the suite is soundproofed. Actually, all the bedrooms in the mansion are sound proofed. Kind of insane, if you ask me.

I take a deep breath and slide on my sandals before moving toward the door. I open it slowly, my eyes trailing up Chase's body before meeting his eyes. That boyish grin of his is already in place, and I can't help but return it. He looks good in his dark wash jeans and a button-up with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

Who doesn't love a little bit of arm porn, after all? Yum.

"Hi." It comes out breathier than I would've liked, but at least I don't stutter. I brush my hand across my lips, trying to make sure I'm not literally drooling. I flush when Chase's grin grows at the movement, telling me he knows exactly what I was doing.

"The others are already waiting beside the SUV. We didn't want to overwhelm you so the guys said I could be the one to pick you up."

"Why? Because you're the least threatening?"

Chase throws his head back as he laughs. "I'm pretty sure that's Carson. Betas are the ones with the calming scents. We figured I'd be the least overwhelming."

"You might be right." I step out of my room, pulling the door shut behind me. I expect Chase to step back as I do so, but he doesn't move, and I end up all but plastered against him. With wide eyes, I lift my head as his arm snakes around my waist, and he pulls me more firmly against him.

"But just because I'm the least likely to overwhelm you doesn't mean that I won't." He ducks his head down, running his nose along my neck. "Gods, I'd almost forgotten your scent. Every time we went to the beach, you were all I could think about. But those ocean breezes never smelled as good as you. I really thought I'd just been building it up inside my head, but no, you definitely smell better."

While I might not be able to reach his neck, I still bury my face in his chest and breath him in as my arms link around his waist. "And sunshine never smelled as good as you."

I don't know how long we stand there just holding one another, but when he finally pulls away, I have to blink away tears.

"I'm sorry. Should I not have done that?" He reaches up to wipe at my cheeks.

I shake my head. "No, you definitely should have done that. It's just that it feels so right to be in your arms. I don't know why it feels so right, but it does."

"It's the same for me." He shakes his head. "I've missed you so much, Sophia. As heartbroken as I was to find out that I wasn't going to be a father, you leaving was the worst pain I've ever been through."

"I'm sorry." I try to drop my head, but he doesn't let me. "I shouldn't have assumed you were talking about me. It's just... It's hard for me to trust people, and it gave me an excuse to run."

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