I don’t think I want to bond on the ship; I want something more special. What if I didn’t need to even have my heat onboard? The thought is probably a little over eager and I try to calm myself down.
Especially when we play a round of Uno, which Forrest is apparently brutal at. I couldn’t even use my Omega charm to not make him make me pick up four cards.
I need to take things day by day. There’s still so much we need to learn about each other. I’m just high off our evening together, is all.
We’re ordering room service and Forrest asks to see my phone so he can order on the app and get a feel of the font and color contrast that works best for my dyslexia.
“The font is Open dyslexic, I use it on my e-reader too. I can’t read on night mode, so I have my phone set to day time throughout the day. Speed is the main issue I have when the settings aren’t right or when I’m reading something on paper. I have a hard time with people’s hand writing especially,” I tell him.
Forrest nods, and it seems like he’s memorizing all this information I tell him.
“What would you like for dinner?” he asks, kissing my hair and I blush.
He might have been knotted inside me for a solid half hour, to the point where his legs were nearly quaking and begging for a break, but the small affection still hits me right in the heart.
I order a chicken caesar salad and a side of fries, while Forrest and Wells order multiple burgers and I’m impressed that they eat them all. Forrest even finishes the rest of the salad I don’t eat.
The free channels at sea are absolutely disastrous, and we decide on a movie to watch in bed. Forrest falls asleep nearly ten minutes in and I don’t even blame him. The movie is rather boring.
He takes up half the bed, while Wells and I share the other half. I’m squeezed right in the middle as Forrest has one arm tossed over the both of us.
I turn to face Wells and he does the same, moving a strand of hair out of my face. I lick my lips and stare at his handsome face.
“Today was perfect,” I tell him and he gives me a bright smile.
“It was, wasn’t it? This would be what it would be like when we’re back home.” He says the words easily, but as soon as he does, his brows furrow and he clears his throat. “Would you be open to moving to New Hampshire?”
“Yeah. I think I would. I’d still keep my place in New York, and we could visit my family any time or they could all come to us. Manhattan and Philly aren’t that far away.”
Wells lets out a relieved sigh, leaning forward and kissing my forehead.
“Forrest works a decent amount, but he has been slowing down a lot. I know that once we bond, he would want to be home as much as possible. We’d all have the flexibility to do whatever we want with our days. In the winter, we could go skiing together and then come home and bundle you up next to a nice warm fire. Also, I’ve always wanted a pet. We could get whatever you want. We have a perfect spot for a nest. The bathroom and flooring are done, but it would be easy to change it to your preferences and you can decorate it so beautifully. Hell, you can redecorate the whole house.”
I grin at him and he must realize he’s rambling.
“That was a lot,” he admits and I shake my head.
“It’s not. I was literally just thinking if I didn’t have to have my heat on board and what that would look like. I don’t want to bond on the ship and it’s probably a good idea to test this relationship in the real world before we do that. It’s still a little wild to think how quickly this is all happening, though,” I admit.
“Sometimes the best things don’t need time and other times they do,” Wells says, his thumb softly rubbing against my cheek. “What about Elliot?”
I shrug and Wells nods, not pushing me on him specifically. “But if not him, I suspect you’ll need another Alpha in the pack. As perfect as the three of us are together, you have physiological needs that will be hard for just the two of us to provide for you.”
Part of me wants to argue, to let him know that he and Forrest could be enough, but if I’m anything like my mom, that’s not the truth. Plus, I do truly think my parents have the perfect balance and I’ve always wanted the same for myself.
“Yes. That’s always been my dream. Two Alphas and a Beta.”
“So. If it isn’t Elliot, would you want to possibly find someone else on the ship that might be a good fit for our pack? Or we could leave as soon as you want and let something happen naturally.”
I run my hand down his chest, liking that being honest with him comes so easily. He hasn’t formally met Elliot, but he’s open to him being a pack mate, because it’s what I want—wanted—want? Hell, I don’t even know anymore.
“Maybe we give it another week? See how things go and then we could talk about going home,” I say and Wells leans forward to kiss me, probably because I just called his home mine.
It’s not that the ship isn’t luxurious or that it’s amazing to travel to all of these places, it’s just why stay on this ship surrounded by all these other people when I know where I’m going to end up?
I could have my heat safely in my dream nest instead of in the middle of the ocean? Sounds like music to my ears.
I came on this cruise to find a pack and I found the two men I want in that pack more than anything.