Alpha's Vow (Shifter Ops 2)

“Nope.” He grimaces. “You want me to take you back to Arizona?”

“Nope. I can deal. I like surprises.” I put a hand on his knee. “Especially when I’m with you.”

“Damn straight.” He leans over to kiss me.

I pretend to draw away. “Think of the children,” I say in a fake-shocked voice, glancing into the backseat. I buckled the baby doll in the infant car seat, promising Lance I’ll tell everyone it’s mine. I may have practiced putting a diaper on it myself, though Mom tells me it’s a lot different diapering a living, squirming child.

“They’d better get used to it,” Lance growls and cups the back of my neck. His kiss is long and deep and sets my pussy tingling—until someone honks a horn. I jerk back, and Lance glares out at our friends. Rafe has his arms crossed but he’s smiling. Tabitha’s leaning into her bright yellow VW bug. She’s the one honking the horn.

“My friends are nuts.” I shake my head.

“My pack is worse,” Lance counters. He parks and hops out, jogging around to my door and opening it for me. The sight of his sexy self, framed in the door of a clumsy minivan, is enough to make my panties wet. His smirk says he knows it. “Last chance, angel. We can ditch these guys; hit the road.”

“Nope, I’m done running.”

“Then let’s do this. Ready?” He holds out his hand.

“Ready.” I take it and we walk together up my drive, to our future with friends and packmates, and the love we’ll share for the rest of our lives.