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Roman is smirking down at me, his lips reddened and cheeks flushed, but looking otherwise unruffled by what just went down.
They are all watching me now, unabashed and keen, not red in the face and breathless like me. Oh, and with my cock still hanging out.
I stuff my cock back inside my pants, zip up, and tug on my shirt. It’s an illusion, but I feel more in control with my clothes straightened up.
After all, I wasn’t the one on my knees, right?
No, you were clutching the counter and moaning like a whore at the back of your own café, as a handsome beta gave you a blowjob.
Jesus.
“Now that you’re more relaxed,” Roman says, “can we talk?”
“About? What were we talking about? Oh, right… Brinlee.”
He blinks. “Right… I meant, can we talk about us?”
“Us?”
“Well, us.” He gestures at the two alphas, a flush rising to his cheeks. “Not you. But okay, you, too. Of course, you, too. I?—”
“Roman, breathe,” Archer says.
I’m frowning. “I don’t understand. What about you? Or me? I thought we were talking about how to help Brinlee.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake…” Roman shoves his hands into his pant pockets and steps away from me. “Fine, let’s talk about the girl.”
“What the hell, Ro,” Kyrian mutters. “You’re the one always going on about her.”
“He is?” I breathe.
“Yeah, well, today wasn’t supposed to be about…” Roman sighs. “You know what, whatever. We like Brinlee. What are you thinking, Sawyer?”
He winks at me, and I lose my train of thought again.
Goddammit.
Folding my arms over my chest, I scoot back and park my ass against the counter. “We were talking about how she seems to be hiding something, how she seems to be… on edge all the time. It makes me fear that she’s in trouble.”
“And off you will go into the sunset, to rescue her?” Roman mutters.
I narrow my eyes at him. “What’s the matter with you now?”
Muttering something else I don’t catch, he walks out from behind the bar to join his pack mates on the other side. My brows are climbing to my hairline, but nobody is commenting on Roman’s mood, so… I must be missing something?
“Did she ever mention any place where she hangs out?” Archer asks, ever the practical alpha, manager of clubs and situations.
“The library,” I say. “I’ve seen her there at least once. And here.”
“No other place?”
I give this some thought. “Hang on,” I mutter, “hang on… She mentioned something called the Alpha Cat. It sounded like a place. A bar, maybe?”
“Could be.” Archer nods. “Cat, huh? Sounds like a nightclub to me.”
“I’ll find it, head over.” I grab my phone. “I’m calling Bee to come take over for a bit.”
“Are you really going after her?” Kyrian asks. “Now?”
