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But the walk to his car took more energy than I thought, and I don’t know if I can keep moving.
I want to sleep.
“You already tried that with Landon, and it’s not going to work on me,” River says simply as he enters the driver’s side. “If you couldn’t get through to that arrogant prick, you sure as shit can’t convince me.”
He slams his door shut, and whatever retort I had dies once we’re in the enclosed space.
He’s everywhere.
His scent permeates everything around me, and I sigh contentedly. Tingles spread throughout my limbs as I breathe deeply.
I haven’t been in a confined space with an Alpha for a very long time, unless you count a few passing moments in an elevator.
“Seatbelt,” he orders, snapping me out of my bliss.
“Huh?” I can barely talk; I’m too comfortable and already drifting to sleep.
“Seatbelt, Skylar.”
I snort. “Okay, dad.”
“Skylar.”
His tone lowers and my entire being snaps to attention as I open my eyes.
Obey Alpha!
I want to please him. I want to do anything he tells me to; I want to be a good Omega for him…
But I must not react in time, because he’s suddenly reaching over me, his face far too close to mine as he grabs my seatbelt. Up close, I can see the flecks of gold in his eyes, pairing beautifully with the green of his irises.
We make eye contact for a moment, then he’s yanking the seatbelt over my chest and clicking it into place.
“Are you always this stubborn?” he mutters, pulling away from me. He starts the car, and the engine roars to life.
“Probably as stubborn as you,” I reply, yawning. I watch his side profile as he clenches his sculpted jaw, then rolls his eyes.
Does he feel as awkward as I do after what just happened? His lips were far too close to mine, and if I dwell on it any longer…
“You should sleep,” he says instead, keeping his attention on the road. I watch as his hand reaches for the gearstick and notice how tightly he grips it.
“You should sleep,” I slur back instead, aware of how ridiculous it sounds since he’s the one driving me home.
“I’ll sleep when I’m dead,” he replies easily.
“I’m sure you’ve said that a hundred times,” I murmur, closing my eyes. I listen to the gentle purr of the engine and slow my breathing to savor his scent.
“And I’ll say it a hundred more.”
“Hmm. What are we going to do about my car?” I mumble.
“Landon’s dropping it off. He’ll give me a ride back,” he spits, as if being around Landon is repulsive.
I hum. “He’s nicer than you.” I keep my eyes closed and fight a smile when his scent intensifies.
I don’t know why I enjoy antagonizing River. He’s dangerous and bordering on the side of crazy.
So why am I playing with fire?
