Chapters (51)
- Dedication
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Epilogue
- To my readers
- PLAYLIST
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR
I told her about the idea and started tapping colors on the screen from pale gray through blue and purple and all the way down to black. “I don’t know how many to get to make that happen. Or if we even have enough time.”
“I’ll take care of it. The next thing on the list is blankets and extra pillows. That way.” She pointed past the cushion covers to the next section. “I’ll catch up.”
This time the guys didn’t stay back. They were with me. Kade stepped up beside me and took my hand, and my heart started to flutter, fever washing up and over me in a long wave.
God, this was going to be so different.
“Whoa.” We’d turned the corner. I’d never seen so many blankets in my life.
“You say that like you’ve never been here before,” Rylan said with a laugh.
I pressed my lips together and didn’t tell him I hadn’t. I was tired of being the saddest Omega alive today, and now that I was enjoying myself, I didn’t want him to pity me. But I looked back in time to see Avery gently knock him on the back of the head, and that in itself made me smile. It was something brothers would do.
This place was like the biggest blanket fort in the world, with stacks and hanging pieces creating tunnels, and I couldn’t stop running my fingers over everything, finding the softness.
“There’s too many.”
“You can never have too many blankets,” Ben said. “Believe me.”
Every color imaginable, and every type of fabric, just like the cushions. Soft silk ones, and ones where the fuzzy fur was so thick your hand disappeared into it.
Addison appeared a few minutes later. “Got it.” Now she had a tablet in her hand. “I grabbed us this too.”
“What is it?”
“I told the staff we’re in a hurry. This will help us. As you want something, we’ll mark it off and they’re getting it ready so everything is packed and ready when we’re leaving.”
I gaped at her. “Do they do that for everyone?”
“No, they don’t. But I know people. I’m here all the time shopping for clients.”
“Wow.”
Out of the corner of my eye, I realized Avery was missing. “Where did Avery go?”
“He’ll be back,” Rylan said. “Don’t worry about it.”
I tried not to, but a subtle thread of anxiety wove under my skin, and the thoughts which flooded my mind were because of the heat. They had to be.
He was mine, and I needed him close. I needed them all close. But he would be back. I swallowed and shoved the instinct down, focusing on the blankets.
“You’re still holding yourself back, aren’t you.” That was Kade’s voice, and it was a statement not a question.