Font Size:  

“Well, I’m safe,” I say evenly. “So, you don’t need to be here anymore.”

I can’t have him. I can’t want him.

Why did he have to purr for me?

And the worst part is that it was better than Jason’s purr. He told me he only did it out of obligation, and it made his chest hurt.

The lump in my throat grows.

I turn back to Landon, and there’s a smirk on his full lips. “You need a ride home,” he says matter-of-factly. “You’re in no position to drive.”

When his scent washes over me, I want to agree to everything he says. He smells like home.

But he’s far too busy to deal with me.

“I have a ride,” I lie, knowing full well I have no clue how I’m getting back to Isleton. He holds my gaze for a moment too long, calling my bluff.

“You’re right, you do. River can take you home,” he says.

My jaw drops.

Great, the other Alpha is here somewhere? The Alpha that sneered at my cookies, accused me of bribing them, then almost killed the person that hit me?

I’ll be in a car alone with him for at least two hours.

Just as I’m about to argue and tell Landon and his deep, soulful eyes that a ride is unnecessary, the doctor walks in, letting me know they’re keeping me a few more hours to observe me and take X-rays.

I listen impatiently as she rambles on.

Concussion. Bed rest. No driving.

Silently, I disagree with her.

I don’t have time to rest. I need to find April.

And if that means never sleeping again, so be it.

Before the doctor leaves, she smiles at Landon.

“You’ll make sure she takes care of herself?” she asks him, and my face flushes as I realize she thinks he’s my partner.

Landon returns the smile easily. “Of course,” he says.

I gawk at him after the doctor leaves the room. Not only am I humiliated, but a painful longing in my chest starts to creep to the surface. My inner Omega desperately wants to be taken care of, and Landon is only giving her false hope. “Look,” I say, doing my best to not lose it on him, “you really don’t have to be here. I have someone I can call—”

“A boyfriend?” he asks, just as politely as before, but his expression hardens slightly. His scent deepens, turning slightly spicy.

I shouldn’t be so attuned to him, yet I can sense the sudden jealousy.

It doesn’t matter. You’re never seeing him again after today.

“Yes,” I fib as I sit up.

But Landon gives me a genuine smile, and all traces of bitterness on his face disappear. “You know I’m a detective, right? I can easily tell when someone is lying.”

I groan and close my eyes. “My coworker,” I mutter, defeated. “I can call her, and she can pick me up.”

I know Devyn would do it, but I also know she would panic the entire time and ask a thousand questions.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com