Chapter 5 #2
Either way, this trip is meant for her to hopefully have some time away and get out of her head.
It’s not hunting season, but the cabin is on a lake, so I think some fishing might help get her mind off everything.
We pull up to the cabin, and I park the truck as close as I can get it. “How about we bring everything in and get it all put away, then we take the boat out for some fishing?”
She looks out the window at the lake and nods. “Yeah. I’d like that.” She smiles.
Win for me!
I’m on my third trip of bringing everything in when Lexi stands by the truck, arms crossed with a raised brow. “And you call me stubborn. You know I can help, right?”
“I got this.” I wink, grabbing the cooler from the back.
“I’m at least bringing my own bags in,” she says, grabbing her things from the truck and heading inside.
She’s dressed in a pretty sundress, her blonde hair down in loose curls. She’s so damn beautiful, I can’t stop looking at her.
“What are you doing?” I ask, placing the cooler on the table. Lexi places her bags on the couch and looks over at me.
“Putting my things here?” she asks questioningly.
“Why not put them in the room?”
“Because then I’d have to go back and forth to get my things. It would be easier just to leave them here.”
I snort, and she gives me this adorable frown, her button nose wrinkling. “What's so damn funny?”
“I think it’s cute that you think I’d let you sleep on the couch.” Chuckling, I grab her bags and take them to the room.
“Emmett, this is your cabin. That’s your nest. I’m not going to take it from you,” she argues, following me.
“It’s a good thing you’re not taking it from me then. I’m offering it. I’ll take the couch.”
“This is your nest.” She gapes at me in shock.
“One of them.” I shrug.
“Yes, but it’s the one you use for your heats. This is your space. I don’t want to disrupt it.”
Something she doesn’t know is that when I’m about to go into heat and I’m over at her place, I’ll find a hoodie she’s recently worn and take it. Then I bring it with me to the cabin and put it in my nest. The smell of her scent settles me, making it a lot less painful to do my heats alone.
“Trust me, it’s fine. Make yourself at home. I don’t mind at all. We’re always together, I’m used to your scent being on my things.”
She looks at me, her cheeks turning pink. Is she blushing? Holy fucking hell, she’s blushing. Since when has Lexi ever blushed, let alone because of me?
We’ve got that close friendship where we fart around one another and laugh. She doesn’t ever care about what I think. Never gets embarrassed.
She looks so cute right now, I could kiss her. But I don’t, because I can’t. Fuck me.
“If you're sure?”
“I’m sure.” I nod.
“Okay.” She takes her bags to the corner of the room, placing them on the chair. She takes a few things out and goes for one of the side tables.
My eyes widen, and my heart stops. “Not that drawer!” I shout, making her jump.
“What?” Her eyes bore into me, wild with shock. “Why?”
“Uhhh.” I rub the back of my neck, and this time it’s my turn to blush. “There’s stuff already in there. No room.” I laugh awkwardly.
Her lips curve into a knowing smile. “Emmett Walker! Is this where your sex toy stash is?”
“No,” I blurt, face heating even more.
“It is, isn't it!” she laughs, her face lighting up. “Can I see?”
I’m mortified right now, but that smile, that fucking laugh, there’s no way I could say no and take that away from her.
So I laugh again. “Sure. But fair warning.”
She giggles and opens the drawer.
“Holy shit.” She pulls out my nine-inch blue dildo with a knot at the end. “You take this in your ass?”
“No, it’s just for decoration,” I deadpan, but I’m dying on the inside.
“I’m impressed.” She nods, examining it. “Also, I feel pity for your poor ass. You're cruel.” She grins, and fuck, I can’t help but laugh.
“It looks intimidating now, but trust me when you’re in full-blown heat, all you want to feel is stuffed. The bigger the better.”
She swallows hard, nodding as she continues to look at the dildo before putting it back, and I curse myself for bringing up her heat. Idiot.
“Might have to send me a link so I can get one of my own,” she laughs, trying to play it off. But I see the fear in her eyes. Way to go, dumbass.
“Let’s get out of here.” I take her hand in mine, tugging her back into the main part of the cabin.
We put everything away and grab the fishing gear.
It’s a nice summer day, not too hot, not too cold. But I curse myself for not reminding her to put on sunscreen once we’re in the middle of the lake.
“And there it goes,” Lexi chuckles when I take my shirt off and toss it to the side of the boat.
“What?” I grin.
“You really do have your shirt off a lot.” She raises a brow, still smiling.
I grin wider, remembering her little jealous moment the other day.
“I do. I hate sweating and having my shirt cling to my body. It feels weird.”
“Tell me about it,” she sighs, pulling at the place on her dress that sits just under her breasts, airing them out. “Try having these on you while you’re at it. Underboob sweat sucks.”
I bite my lip, trying to keep myself from laughing. “Yeah, well, you don’t have balls. Ball sweat is probably worse.”
She bursts out laughing. “Gross.”
“It is. Trust me.”
For the rest of our time on the boat, she has a smile on her face. It settles me that she’s enjoying herself.
We catch a few fish and decide to eat them for dinner so they don’t spoil.
“Thank you,” she says later that night. The sun is gone, and the stars are shining bright in the clear sky.
“For what?” I ask, poking at the logs on the fire. They pop and crackle, sending sparks flying.
“You always know what to do to make me feel better.”
I look over at her, the light from the fire illuminating her gorgeous face. She’s curled up on the chair, a blanket draped over her legs, dressed in one of her hoodies. I think I’m going to have to get her to start wearing mine so hers stop going missing.
I mean, I return them when I’m done, so it’s not like they’re gone forever.
Sadly, my heat won’t be happening anytime soon, so I can’t steal the one she’s wearing.
Although, if it happens to be forgotten here, no harm, right?
“I like making you happy,” I say, looking back down at the fire.
“I like making you happy, too,” she whispers.
My heart picks up its pace, hand tightening on the fire poker.
“Emmett.”
“Mhm?” I hum.
“This might be a selfish thing to ask of you, and you can say no if you want to...” Her tone is nervous with a hint of hesitation.
“What’s that?” I’m still not looking at her, afraid that if I do, I might pull her into my lap and do something that will change everything between us.
“Can you promise me something?”
“Anything,” I say without hesitation.
She laughs. “You don’t even know what I was going to ask you.”
“Doesn’t matter.” I flick my gaze over to her.
She chews on her lower lip, and I want to pull it free and take it between my teeth as my cock twitches in my sweat pants. Hopefully, the smell of the fire can mask my scent.
“Promise me you’re never going to leave me. That we will always be in each other's lives no matter where life takes us.” She says the words as a low whisper, like she doesn’t believe she has the right to ask them.
Sitting up in my seat, I turn my body to hers and place my hand on her knee, causing her to suck in a breath. “I’m not going anywhere, Lexi. You are the most important person in my life. And always will be. You will come first, no matter what.”
“What if you have Alphas?”
“You come first,” my voice comes out low and husky.
“What if they don’t like how close we are?” She licks her lips, her pupils dilating. She’s killing me right now.
“Then they’re not the ones for me.”
“What if they’re your scent matches?”
“Doesn’t matter, Lexi,” I whisper, my thumb brushing her knee. “You come first. Always.”
Her lower lip wobbles, and I can’t take it anymore. I pull her onto my lap, and she comes willingly.
We don’t say anything more as we cuddle together under the moonlight, the fire warming us on the cool summer night.
I want to live in this moment forever. I don’t want this night to end.