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Doesn’t he know his name is already engraved in my memory?
I turn to go, and almost plow into another tall man.
“Whoa,” he says, and his voice is less deep but still smooth like dark caramel. “Careful there.”
The hand that grabs my arm to steady me is strong, and his face is beautiful. What is going on today? Assault on all fronts.
“Sorry,” I breathe.
“Hi,” he says, his lush mouth tilting in a grin, and my panties catch on fire. “I’m Roman. Who are you?”
A beta, I think, from the scent and the general shape of him, but he’s just so pretty.
Not as pretty as Sawyer, a little voice whispers at the back of my mind. True. A different kind of beauty.
Thinking of Sawyer reminds me of his voice, his face, his words to me at the library, and again I move away.
Only to find the alpha in front of me again.
He’s holding something out to me, something small. “Here,” he says.
It’s a business card.
I take it automatically, glance down at it. ‘The Alpha Bet bar. Manager, Archer McGraw.’
“Oh, I don’t…” I shake my head. “I won’t…”
“Keep it,” he says. “It doesn’t matter if you’re not an omega, or if you don’t need help right now. If you ever find yourself in dire straits… Give me a call.”
And he’ll come running, like a knight in shining armor? I frown at the card. That’s not how real life works.
“Thanks,” I murmur, tucking the card away into my bag, glancing from one handsome face to the other and wondering if they know each other. They seem comfortable, standing there side by side. “Have a… good day.”
I hurry away, stumbling once because I can’t focus on where I’m going, not with the two studs at my back.
Archer and Roman. So tall and strong, so intense. They made me feel… small. Delicate. In a good way.
But there is no good way for that right now. I can’t feel small and helpless. Despite the business card tucked away inside my bag, I don’t know these guys. I can’t expect help.
Since I was little, the only person I could depend on was myself, and that hasn’t changed…
13
SAWYER
“Sawyer… I swear to God, you’re too damn distracted these days.” Kaden manages to sprawl over the bar while sitting on a stool. His spiky hair makes him look like a sexy hedgehog. He’s my friend Bee’s beta and has been a friend of mine since he moved across the street with his pack, before he even met her.
“Hm… am I?”
“Look what you’re doing, man.”
“What am I… Oh, shit!” Frantically I grab the rag to mop the spilled coffee from the coffee machine I’ve been cleaning. “No, no, no…”
“Calm down,” Kaden says with a huff. “It’s not the end of the world. Just a spill. Here, let me help.”
He’s already standing up, but I lift my hand. “No, don’t.”
He frowns. “But?—”
