Adea
Shane was right. We did have a good day. I hated to admit it but he was right. We were having a blast, at least, I knew I was. I don’t know why I was surprised when he lead me downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast. I knew this place better than the back of my hand. Everything was as I remembered and it made me miss Mavy. Unease filled my stomach as I realized hadn’t seen her at all yesterday. I needed to be on the lookout for her today. Would she come down for breakfast? Should I ask Shane?
The staff seemed happy and I recognized them as women I had cleaned with before. As we took our seats, we were served waffles, scrambled eggs, and a huge brown of grapes, strawberries, and blackberries. I popped a few grapes into my mouth while Shane asked me to feed him strawberries. He wasn’t a baby but I didn’t deny him when he opened his mouth like a toddler. The big bad wolf likes to pretend to be an innocent puppy with me.
There was no sign of Devin or Liam. It wasn’t odd for the Beta and Gamma of a pack to miss breakfast but it made me wonder what was keeping them. Maybe Shane had told them to stay away so it could just be the two of us.
From there we went for a walk and I couldn’t help but smile as Shane led me to the woods. I stared at his back and couldn’t help the way my heart warmed. He was putting in effort and taking me to where I wanted to go and do things that he knew I would like to do. He wasn’t warm or affectionate but his actions spoke volumes.
Unlike the night before, our walk wasn’t rushed or playful. He held my hand in his while we made our way through the woods. Sometimes we walked in silence and others we talked. The lights along the trail were off but the sun was bright enough that we could see. We didn’t go as deep as we had the night before but I had a good time. The smell of the woods was still the same and it calmed my nerves. Reminding me of a simpler time.
The walk back to the packhouse went faster than the walk in. A bright red motorcycle was waiting for us when the packhouse came in sight. Two helmets sat atop it and my stomach dropped. Shane passed me, leaving me behind as he walked up to the parked vehicle.
I watch as he slung his right leg over and onto the other side. He sat straddling it and I picked my jaw up off the ground before he could turn to look at me. If I had known we were going to be riding, I wouldn’t have chosen a dress. The jerk, I bet he was happy when I chose it or had he made this decision after seeing that I wore one?
With the motorcycle helmet on and the visor flipped up, he stared at me in amusement. Palm up, he lifted two fingers and motioned me closer. I had no choice but to walk over and hop on. Lifting one leg, I scoot in behind him until I had a leg on either side of his torso.
I didn’t need to see his face to know the asshole was smiling. He handed me the other helmet and I had to throw my hat to the ground and loosen my hair before I could put it on. My hair cascaded down my shoulders and fell down my back.
He turned it on and I bit the inside of my lip. Leaning forward until my chest was pressed against his back, I wrapped my arms around his waist. It wasn’t like Shane to give any warnings. It roared beneath us as it lurched forward. The wind whistled and slapped against my bare skin. I tightened my grip around him as we sped away from the packhouse.
It wasn’t long before we slowed to a stop. I was surprised to see that we had arrived in front of the arcade. We hadn’t been here in years. We came here a lot the first year I joined Half Moon. Was I going to spend the rest of the day playing games with him?
The Alpha of the Half Moon pack hopped off the bike first. He pulled off the helmet and shook his hair out. I couldn’t tell if he looked like a lion with a mane or a hairy dog. I leaned forward with my hands on his seat as I tried to get off. His arms gripped my hips and I was pulled through the air. I felt like a child when my feet touched the floor. He leaned down and I pulled back.
“Are you still good at shooting?” Shane asked.
The corner of his lip twitched and I knew he was holding back a laugh. The bastard. I wondered if he knew what I was thinking. The scent of his cologne filled my nose and I wanted to swallow down the desire that was threatening to spill over.
Wanted to, should but hadn’t I told myself to go with it? Hadn’t I put myself on this path, hadn’t I already committed? If I was already going to, if I was already, then why not just do it? Why was I caring if I was enjoying it?
No one would know and I was so tired of keeping the wall up between us. It didn’t matter if it was up or down as long as I remembered who I was loyal to, as long as I remembered that in this life, I wasn’t Shane’s.
I wrapped my arms around him and ignored the way my dress rode up. His arms came around and his hands loosely gripped my cheeks. His gaze lowered to my lips and I stood on the tips of my toes.