Chapter 22
The e-mail notification popped up just as I’d settled into bed, the screen of my phone illuminating the wall in an eerie wash of blueish light.
I would’ve ignored it, work surely could wait the few short hours before I needed to be up and headed for the restaurant to meet our produce supplier…
But something that felt dangerously like hope after my conversation with Eva in the car piqued my curiosity.
I picked up the phone, squinting against the brightness in the dark until the words I was hoping for as much as dreading—Completed! Complete with SignMe, all parties have signed!—snapped into focus.
Clicking into my calendar app, I scrolled for my next available evening, ironically, the next night.
I filled out the appointment request with time, date, location, and dress code: upscale cocktail, before adding Eva’s e-mail and hitting send.
If she was sure that she wanted this, us, even temporarily, I would abide by her request and show her the same amount of care and consideration that I would give any omega my pack was courting.
Even if it ended with Eva in the bathroom of a Michelin-starred restaurant with cum dripping into her panties.