“No,” I protested, trying to hop down but he lifted me as if I weighed nothing and put me back on my stool. I took advantage of his closeness, breathing in his warm spiced cream scent that was almost as delicious as the orgasms he gave me.
“Yes,” he said. “We can save more for later. There’s no need for us to rush, Autumn. For now, you need to be fed before Boone kicks my ass for not taking care of you after a rough night.”
I laughed softly. “I’d say you more than took care of me.”
With a satisfied look Jack moved away to grab a plate. My head fell back as I tried to slow my breathing. But he was right, I was feeling a bit weak, whether from the exhaustion from the night before or the double orgasms, and my stomach let out a loud growl.
He piled a plate full of food before sliding it my way. I’d just picked up my fork when I realized what I’d done.
The weight of it crashed into me and I realized I was just like all those other omegas that made it so hard for us to take advantage of the new laws in place to protect us. Here I was, getting involved with multiple men, just because it had felt right and I wanted to.
There was nothing wrong with that, I embraced my sexuality, but I never wanted to mislead anyone or use my designation as a ticket to be flagrant with people’s emotions.
“Jack,” I said quietly. Something in my voice must have sounded worried because he froze.
“What’s wrong?” My heart broke at how careful his voice was now. Like I was about to say I regretted what we’d done. That couldn’t be further from the truth. But what I wasn’t going to do was keep secrets.
“I asked Boone on a date. And I’ve slept with your brother, Jack. Don’t take this wrong, I’m more than glad we just did that, though a bit disappointed there wasn’t time for more, but I don’t want to start things wrong or get between friends,” I explained in a rush, needing everything out. He studied me with those gorgeous blue eyes before his smile was back.
“We’re a pack, Autumn, that’s not an issue,” he admitted. That took me by surprise and I merely blinked at him as I processed it. The way Hunter and he had gotten into bed with me so easily, the lack of jealousy concerning my confession, it all made sense now.
“Boone, too?”
He nodded patiently. “Since we were teenagers we knew we were meant to be a pack. Things have gotten a little turned around these past few years, but he is, and always will be.”
“Oh,” I said eloquently. He chuckled and put my fork back in my hand.
“Eat, pumpkin. You need your strength back,” he said. “We have some things to take care of today.”
The words filtered through my brain as I realized exactly what he meant.
“Oh god, Jack. My grandparents’ cabin.” My voice broke as I thought of the gaping hole again and what that would mean not just for me, but for the orchard. The maintenance fund would likely cover repairs, but it would mean a few less equipment upgrades at the end of the day. It was the time fixing it that would be an issue.
And until it was fixed, where would I go?
“Why is she crying?” Boone sounded alarmed and I jumped, not realizing he’d even walked in during my internal whirlwind of panic.
“My cabin,” I answered as I glanced up. His warm brown eyes softened and he started to move toward me before stopping himself.
Not for the first time I cursed whoever had him second guessing himself. His walls felt like they were weakening some, but he still held himself back.
“We’ll figure the roof out. Don’t cry,” he practically ordered me. Jack snorted out a laugh at the response.
“Smooth,” he muttered. “Get a plate Boone, and breathe.”
Boone grunted in annoyance but did as the beta told him, which was more of a sign of being a pack than anything else. Most alphas didn't take orders lightly.
“Do you have the funds to cover materials?” Jack finally asked when the alpha was sitting in the stool next to him.
“I do,” I sighed. “I’ll need to find a roofer or something to give me an estimate. See what’s within budget.”
“You don’t need a roofer,” Boone grunted. For a brief moment I imagined all three of them shirtless on my roof, fixing what the storm had caused. “We can get the materials from the store, I should have what we need. The longer we wait, the more damage to the house. You’ll need some dehumidifiers in there.”
“I don’t expect you to fix my roof for me,” I argued. “You all have already done more than enough. I’m sure there are some contractors around here. They can check the damage inside too.”
“The sun should hopefully have dried some of it up, but I guarantee those floors and furniture will need to be replaced,” Jack said with a sigh. “Not a good start to the season, but you can stay here while all that is happening. The spare bedroom that you used last night can be yours if you’d like it?”
Boone made a choking sound and Jack simply slapped him on the back as he stared at me expectantly.