Page 27 of Speechless
“Come on, boys,” Liz called. “Don’t let the food get cold.”
We obeyed, and I tried to get lost in the flow of conversation. Cecil’s plans for a show of his photography in Clarity Coast. Questions about Logan’s next competition and Bastian’s next fight. But my thoughts were with a beautiful blonde Omega that my instincts told meneededus.
The real question was when we could see her again, and what were we going to say when we did?
CHAPTER TEN
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TRINITY
Isolde’s mouth dropped open. “You’re kidding.”
“Unfortunately, I am not.” Downing the rest of the mango mimosa in one go, I decided it was a fucking excellent idea that I’d called a ride service instead of driving. Because I needed at least two more mimosas.
Ocean blinked. “Well, that was a twist I didn’t expect.”
We sat on the patio at our favorite brunch place, soaking up some sun. I’d told them about what happened at Element before I dropped the bomb about the fact that the smoking hot Alpha who punished me and made me come was the son of the woman my father was marrying.
I hadn’t actually planned on leaving so quickly, but between seeing them again and the rest of my father’s pack coming out with the food… that and the way I’d still felt off and more than a little cranky? There was no way I was handling that. So I left.
Part of me thought they might try to come after me, but they hadn’t. I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or disappointed about that, and I was desperately trying not to overthink it.
Isolde shrugged. “I don’t really see a problem.”
“No?”
“No. It’s not like you guys grew up together or anything. It’s a coincidence. You’re all adults. That is, if you want to see them again.”
I swallowed, looking away toward the ocean. Did I?
Yes.
But that also terrified me. I’d reacted so strongly, and it was hard for me to believe something like that could last beyond the moment we’d had. Who knew how our parents would react? Who knew howtheyfelt now that they knew I was Cecil’s daughter?
“They gave me their phone number,” I told her. “Before Cade brought me to the car. Logan wrote his phone number down on a piece of paper. And go fucking figure, I have no idea where it is.”
“Well, that’s a fixable problem now,” Ocean said. “All you have to do is ask your dad or Liz.”
“Yeah…”
“Trinity.” Isolde let her head flop back and groaned.
“What?”
Ocean held up a finger while she finished her sip. “I think that means exactly what I’m thinking. Which is that you pushed us toward things we weren’t sure about, but worked out pretty fucking well for both of us. So I think I speak for both myself and Isolde when I say, don’t talk yourself out of doing something that could be amazing because of a problem that’s superficial.”
I narrowed my eyes at my friend. The way her confidence had grown now that she was married to three Alphas who couldn’t take their eyes off her was amazing to see. And she might be right, but I still felt unsettled. “Do as I say, not as I do,” I muttered.
I’d said as much to myself Friday night, but that was before I knew how fucking complicated it all was.
“Yeah, yeah.” She laughed. “You’re the one who said, at my wedding, and Iquote, ‘my pussy is going to dry up and shrivel up from disuse.’ So now that you have an opportunity to make sure that doesn’t happen? We’re going to push you to take it.”
Sighing, I slowly spun my glass on the table. “I get that, but it’s better if I don’t. What if it goes badly, then Cecil and Liz are married and we have to see each other for the rest of our lives and everything is awkward?”
“And what if it doesn’t?” Isolde said. “You both told me to get my head out of my ass and fuck my guys for the three weeks before Ellie’s wedding, and that was when we thought weknewit would end badly. Not only do you not know it won’t work, but we’re still here for you if it doesn’t. I think you should take the chance.”
Anxiety bubbled up beneath my skin, pressure and dread behind my sternum. I already knew I could find infinite reasons to say no. And I truly didn’t think it was a good idea now. But the last two nights had ended up with my toys between my legs, reliving the moments when all their hands were on me. When Logan’smouthwas on me.
