Phoebe sighed as she looked at the closet. Her side was still quite thin compared to Jason’s, but it was more than she ever imagined. By the time they returned, the omegas had already unpacked her luggage. They also helped to carry in and put away her purchases from today’s shopping trip. There was only one bag she wouldn’t let them touch, and that was the Victoria's Secret bag still in her hand.
Biting her lip, she tucked it beside the dresser where it was out of the way and hopefully out of sight. Stepping out of the closet, she suddenly found herself enveloped in an embrace. The scent of dogwood and campfire surrounded her as he leaned down to nibble her ear.
“…Jason.”
“Did you have a good time, angel?
