Sugar Coated

27

Delaney Linwood

    I'd thought that Andres had come out into the kitchen and beaten me to the group. In all honesty, I hadn't quite been listening to what he was saying when he'd left the room. He'd just crawled over top of me and was shirtless with only some gray sweatpants and I was still half asleep. I'd just thought that he'd gone about his merry way. And then I heard him say something to Em.

    Then I was worried that they were all waiting on me to get my ass up so we could have our pack chat, so I flew out of bed once I'd roused myself enough, only to step solely into the room with the two people I needed to have a discussion with, surrounded by the most decadent scents a breakfast lover could ever smell.

    I'd expected I'd come out here with Andres as a buffer, but with Em standing in front of me and Jackson casting glances between me and his omega, after last night it was reasonable for anyone to be intimidated.

    Still, I didn't quite appreciate my body freezing like a deer on a back country road about to get absolutely obliterated by a Ford F-150.

    "You stayed," Em fingered the hem of my left sleeve and the action caused goosebumps to prickle along my arms.

    And my traitorous mouth said the one thing I knew it had always wanted to say.  

"Please don't make me leave."

*****A/N*****

This is a short one and I am so sorry for that, but I tend to stop a part where it feels right and for whatever reason this felt significant, so I kept it.

It's November 4th right now when I'm putting this into the schedule to release and I wanted to let you know I've been writing this story for NaNoWriMo this year. I'm proud of how much I've done and am trying to make this another successful year like when I started First Contact.

Thank you for humoring this sweet little story of mine. I'm having a lot of fun
~Layla