“Remember when we first met?” Pedro does his best to ignore the way his voice betrays him.
His question does exactly what it was meant to, disrupting her thoughts on the project at hand, making her set her focus back on him.
His Alpha preened at the idea that he’d have her whole attention.
He watched her closely, needing to see her response. He analyzes her, the way her eyes sweep up his form, the way she lingers on her favorite places, his stomach, where she nipped just this morning for taking over their hot water in the shower. That was a message that it very well could have been something else, and that it was his only warning. That one, he learned and quickly.
But then she’s resting her eyes on his heart a little longer than she needs, his gland, his lips and finally his eyes be
