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The other alphas laughed as I pulled back and pretended to glare at him.
Rather than set me down, Jackson carried me upstairs to the nest. I did my best to block out the internal voice in my head that was saying I wasn’t doing enough for my designation. Telling me that simply living in defiance wasn’t helping anyone. It was harder than it should have been to ignore that voice—and I knew that it wouldn’t be the last time I heard from it.
Chapter Fifteen
It was the middle of the week, and the middle of the day, as I flipped through the electronic textbook on my laptop. Han was working at his desk, the two of us in an easy, comfortable silence.
That was when the door slammed open. I screamed, the sound loud and short as I recognized the blond alpha in the doorway.
Han jerked up from his seat, the chair sliding back and slamming into the wall at the sudden intrusion. “Holy shit, Seb. Ever heard of knocking? Or entering the room like a normal person without threatening to break my door off the hinges?”
It was weird to hear my posh alpha cuss, and I had to work to hide my smile. Seb had definitely startled Han, and the alpha was not taking it well.
I moved next to him, wrapping my arms around him and tucking my face against his chest. The tension seemed to drain out of him as he wrapped his arms around me.
“I think it’s time for a break,” Han said, his words muffled as he spoke them against the top of my head.
“It definitely is because Hannah and I have a date.”
My head jerked up, barely missing Han’s face, as I turned to look at my blond alpha. “A date?”
“Yep.”
“What about work?”
“Done for the day. Any more questions?”
“Where are we going?” All sorts of ideas came to mind, and I tried to remember if Seb had hinted at anything in particular these last few days.
“Get changed. We’re getting all dressed up.”
I ran out of the room, racing up the stairs to find something to wear. Dressed up. Like dolled up. Fancy. Definitely a dress then. It was the afternoon which made me wonder if maybe there was a formal limit, but then again, if we were planning to drive a few hours to get there, maybe not.
Pulling out several outfits, I mixed and matched shoes and tights and dresses. I wasn’t sure whether the tights should blend in, just providing warmth, or if I wanted them to be a statement piece.
When none of the outfits fit my mood, I pulled out a dress I’d overlooked because it was long. To my surprise, the length was more of an illusion. All black, the bottom part was sheer, great for showing off my legs. The top was a one-piece bodysuit, the heart-shaped neckline continued down the stomach, the sides cut out to truly accentuate the heart, and coming together between my legs. It had thin straps that I could have probably tucked in and gone strapless, but I liked them out.
I made sure to put some of the special jelly on my thighs since they were going to be rubbing together with each step. It had a slight smell to it that made me wrinkle my nose, but it wasn’t an option unless I wanted to chafe.
I grabbed my boots and then made my way down the stairs, feeling an extra bounce in my step. Dressing up was fun. It might be unusual for my outfit to lack any fun colors, but the sexy cute style more than made up for it—especially after I’d added a studded choker.
Standing up, I bent over to hide the laces in the boots, wanting a sleeker look, only to hear, “Goddamn, princess,” from behind me.
Just for fun, I shook my hips, knowing my ass looked good in the outfit. My cheeks might have been covered, but only barely in the one-piece dress, and the sheer outer layer wasn’t hiding anything.
Warm hands cupped my ass, the scent of fresh guava, like the kind you just cut open, mixed with the sea salt hint from his arousal surrounded me. The thickness of his member was obvious too, creating a flurry of excitement in my lower stomach.
“You’re lucky we have a reservation, or we’d never leave the house.”
I laughed, standing up and only slightly swaying from all the blood that rushed to my head. Seb chuckled, grabbing onto my biceps to help steady me. I flashed him a smile as thanks and he leaned down to kiss me, taking his time, slowly exploring my mouth.
His hand tightly wrapped around mine, he pulled me to his car. Just as large as Zeke’s, yet missing a huge table in the back taking up space, Seb’s car was slightly fancier. The seats a nicer fabric, the center console more elegant, and even the ride seemed smoother.
“What made you decide on today?” I asked.
“I booked this date a while ago actually. I just figured you’d rather it be a short surprise.”
I nodded, “You assumed right.”