“Mmmm.” He sat up, with some effort, and looked her over before reaching for her and pulling her into his lap. “I think thaaaaaat–” He stopped and wrapped his arms around her waist. “You’re a little omega wolf looking for an Alpha in bed.” He snickered a bit, but his hands weren’t exactly in the joking mood as they felt along her waist and thighs softly. “Just tell me when to stop, I won’t complain.” His voice was softer now.
Him pulling her onto his lap was the last thing that Zoey had expected, and she wasn’t a prude. She knew how this was going to end. It was going to wind up with her in a bed and either one of them disappearing after. As his hands ran over her thigh, she couldn’t help but think about how much she had missed physical contact. The nice kind, anyway. Stall it, stall it, she thought
“I, uh… Anyone ever tell you you have nice eyes?” She blurted out, slipping a hand under his and wondering why the hell she’d chosen a compliment over anything else she could have said. Crap. Cool demeanour breaking down here.
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