Page 71 of Blizzards and Brews
Lindsay
The glow of mine and Adam’s bonding still swirled around me the next day. I felt like I was floating as I walked into the bar.
Then I froze.
“Holy hell,” Adam said, letting out a startled laugh at all the boxes hanging around the bar. Tinsel, garland, ornaments, and various winter themed decorations were thrown on nearly every surface.
“Janet stopped by,” Ollie said as he chuckled at our reaction. “She was afraid we wouldn’t have enough wintery decor.”
“So much for trusting us with this,” I said.Leave it to Janet to go all out.
“She said we could do the arrangement ourselves but wanted to make sure we had enough to work with,” Dustin said. “I’m starving, you guys eat yet?”
“Just breakfast,” Adam said, giving my shoulder a squeeze. It was a reminder of the breakfast we’d shared in bed that ended with me licking every inch of him before he fucked me again.
I may have been walking side to side this morning but I had zero regrets. Being able to feel Adam in my soul was the perfect love pack to any lingering insecurities I had. The depth of his love was astounding, and I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I was where I belonged.
The things he’d said, the things he’d done…it was clear that he’d thought of us countless times. He may have been inexperienced, but he wasn’t bumbling or shy. I had a feeling we’d be making up for lost time.
“Then how does pizza and wings sound? I’ll order the food to be delivered,” Spencer mused.
“We’ve got beer, that’s the trifecta,” Ollie said with a grin. He had been a whole lot happier over the last few weeks and it looked good on him.
He turned up the music pumping through the speakers and danced his way over to me. I pulled him in for a kiss, his needy moan adorable before Dustin was pulling him away.
“No hogging our girl,” he said before claiming my lips. “And we’ve got work to do.”
“Yes, boss,” Ollie snarked before tossing a handful of tinsel over us. It rained down in silver streaks so we looked like festive elves.
“You make a mess, you’re cleaning it,” Dustin warned as he picked it out of my hair and dropped it on his brother. “Come on, this is going to take longer than the Christmas decorations did. Janet is insane.”
Adam took my jacket and hung it up alongside the others before shrugging out of his.
“Come on, we can’t keep the impatient omega waiting or we’ll have to hear him complain,” he teased, earning an indignant huff from Ollie.
“Don’t make me throw tinsel on you, too,” he warned.
“Fine, but I’m picking a new playlist,” I teased. “We need something a bit less cheery and a lot more rock.”
“Fine, fine,” Ollie conceded. “Only because you’re sexy.”
I blew him a kiss before snatching his phone off of the bar and finding the playlist that was labeled with my name. Having a joint music account meant he was always adding new songs he knew I liked so it was a mix of new and old.
As his song ended I hit play, switching it over and smiling as a lively blend of drums and guitars started to blare through the speakers.
“Awesome choice, Linds,” Dustin grinned, the two of us always on the same musical page.
“Now I can work,” I said as I grabbed a box and started to sort through the chaotic mix of decorations. “This place will be festive in no time.”
We worked together seamlessly, decorating the brewery until each strand of garland and decoration was hung with care. Of course Dustin and I sang at the top of our lungs, albeit badly, and Spencer and Ollie joined in on the songs they knew. I even caught my once grump of an alpha humming along.
The entire place looked like a winter wonderland. Lights hung from the rafters, dripping down like icicles while large ornaments and snowflakes were dotted throughout the space. We even put a giant blown up penguin in the corner next to our neon logo that made the perfect photo opportunity for patrons.
“We need to test it out,” Spencer announced, looking at our handy work.
“Once sec,” Dustin said, running to the back. A minute later he was there with Leander, our chef, who was looking awfully cheeky.
“I hear I’m here to be the official pack photographer?” he said, the amount of glee in his voice concerning. With the way his eyes had twinkled upon seeing my new mating mark on myneck, I knew without a doubt that the entire town would know exactly what had happened within the hour.