Page 60 of Blizzards and Brews
Just thinking about the heat had me all hot and bothered. Thinking about the way he and Lindsay had taken care of me. The two of them together made my dreams look tame in comparison.
“I’m yours,” he murmured. “As long as you want me.”
“I know this all has happened kind of fast,” I said. “But I don’t regret a second of it. We needed you, Spencer. I need you. And I’m so damn glad that you came along.”
To think that Spencer’s job had brought him here and into our lives was one of the best serendipitous things around. Only, what happened after the winter festival?
“What happens next?” I asked him.
“Well, after dessert, I thought you could show me more of the town you love so much,” Spencer said. “Then, I’m going to take you home and kiss you goodnight.”
“Just a kiss?” I questioned, letting him sidetrack me.
“Well, you can’t just expect me to put out on the first date,” Spencer said sassily. “What kind of alpha do you take me for?”
“One that’s fed me his knot and made me see stars before,” I said. “One who has been sleeping with me in my bed for the past week.”
My omega was feeling all kinds of possessive over him right now and I didn’t want to think about him being anywhere else except with me.
“It’s nice to know you want me,” Spencer said looking pleased. “I just want to make sure you’re getting everything youneed and deserve, sweets. There’s still so much we have to learn about one another.”
“Well then, you should know that I want you to stay,” I told him, unwilling to beat around the bush. “Here, in Holiday Hollow.”
“I did get that message when you showed me my new personal room in our pack house,” he said without a hint of teasing this time. “I’m honored that you want me as much as I want you, mate. Scent matches are a blessing, but they’re still a choice. And, the fact that you chose me is more than enough to keep me in Holiday Hollow.”
“Good,” I said, relief hitting me.
“Of course, if you didn’t want me, I’d probably stalk you and Lindsay until I made you both see exactly why we’re meant for one another. It’s a good thing I can work from anywhere. I may have to take a trip here or there on occasion, but thankfully, I can do most of it virtually. Janet was justveryinsistent that we do this meeting in person.”
I hummed. “I think it’s time we show you more of our town then. Wouldn’t want you to get all stalkery.”
Spencer pulled out a few bills and put them on the table and grabbed my hand, helping me out of the booth. As soon as we were outside he pulled me close, his beard and lips tickling my neck.
“I think you like me stalkery, Ollie. I think you want me so obsessed with you that I can’t help myself. I think you want to send me into a rut with your sweet, little scent. I think you want me to lock you with my knot and give you my bite.”
His balsam and tonka scent surrounded me, soaking into my bones as he tightened the scarf around my neck.
“Spence…” I groaned.
“My very own nickname,” he said happily, pressing a kiss to my lips and taking a step back. “I think I’ll even let you use it when I claim you.”
He threaded his arm through mine and started guiding me along Main Street. The streets were still dusted in the finest powder, the bright lights of the season casting warm glows on the sidewalk.
As much as I would have loved continuing the teasing, I loved sharing the moment with him more. The fact that he was talking about claiming me filled me with an intense amount of joy and I knew in my heart that I wanted to share that moment with Lindsay too.
Even the hazy memories that I had of the two of them during my heat, was better than my imagination.
“Be good,” Spencer warned. “You smell entirely too good right now and I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
“You don’t need to be anything other than what you are,” I told him seriously, leaning my head against his arm as we continued our stroll. “I like you just the way you are.”
A purr tore through his chest. “That means a lot, sweets. It’s a boon I’ll cherish.”
I let out a contented sigh as we made our way down Main Street. Spencer laughed at the Holiday Hollow insanity that was unfolding before the festival and I was relieved that he didn’t sound judgmental, just amused.
He was going to fit in perfectly around here.
“You know, we have plenty of space downstairs still, we could convert one of the rooms into an office for your work if you need one,” I said as I mulled it over. “Or convert mine into a shared space. I’m not really the sit in the office and work type.”