“Don’t we all?” Noah looked between us with a small frown.
“Not the way I want her to.”
Noah looked at me, silently asking me to explain.
My lips twitched. “Kingston wants to be my daddy. He’s jealous of Caleb.”
“I’m just saying, I’m the Alpha. If anyone gets a status title, it should be me.”
“And like I said last time, tell Caleb that and see what happens.”
Noah leaned in and whispered, “I don’t need to be your daddy to know you’re mine. Call me whatever you want. I’ll still fuck you senseless no matter what.”
“Suddenly I’m hungry for something other than lunch,” I murmured.
“Me too, dove.” Noah looked up at Kingston. “You joining us?”
“I could eat.”