"I will see you at dinner," Lance told me and made for his keep. There was still that odd glint in his eyes. I wanted to ask Alonso so badly, but I didn't want to appear too interested in his Beta, considering our past. I didn't know how he was taking it with him being around and all that, I just didn't want to give space to anything that would take us back to where we came from.
"Are you good?" Alonso whispered when we were upstairs.
"I'm good," I said in a jittery voice, owing to his fingers massaging my waist as he stirred me to my room.
"What are you doing?" I asked in a mild voice.
"What?"
"What if Paisley catches you accompanying me to my room, not to mention holding me in such an intimate fashion?" I licked my lips, taking in a large gulp of air to remain poised.