Page 62 of Knot So Damaged

“His name's Grumpy Cat?”she asks Cal.

He nods with a mischievous look on his face, making Amity descend into a full blown laugh.

Taking off in the direction Vic headed in, Amity yells, “Grumpy Cat, Grumpy Cat,” on repeat as she follows after him.

Olis sighs, shaking his head, “You’ve done it now, Cal.”

Conall just shrugs his shoulders. “Grumpy Cat needs to pull that stick out of his ass and lighten the fuck up.”

I didn’t know what to expect from three Alphas’ bachelor pad but it certainly wasn’t a house that looks like it has never seen a drop of color.

A bucket of beige paint looks like it was set off in the living room. While it has a lot more personality than the blandness of my apartment, it seems cold and unlived in. Like everything in here is just for show so there aren't a bunch of random empty rooms.

Conall can clearly see my thoughts written all over my face, “It's a blank canvas for right now but maybe you can help us make it a bit more homey?”

My eyebrows furrow as I look at the Alpha in confusion. He just smiles at me like this is all some kind of game to him.

“I mean, you will want to put your own touch on everything when you move in, right? This place needs afemale’stouch,” he adds with an underlying double meaning to the word female.

I continue to gape at him, shocked at just how forward he is being. I shouldn’t have expected anything less, especially when it comes toConall but I thought that maybe he would actually want to be official with me first before moving in.

Maybe even have waited until Olis and Vic knew the whole truth before booking a moving van.

But being patient is obviously not in Conall’s vocabulary. In fact, I don’t think that this man even has the capability of being able to wait. Not with the way he smiles like a Cheshire Cat, clearly proud of having shocked me.

I shake my head before we continue on with the tour. Much like the living room, the rest of the house has the same dull feeling to it.

It may seem strange to some but I always hated that every room apart from Amity’s in my apartment also felt this same way.

Every single time we went into a home decor shop, I had to resist every single one of my urges to not pick up at least a few homely pieces. While I am no interior designer, the thought of being able to add that touch to a blank canvas is thrilling.

But in doing so, it would call to the part of me that I have been trying to deny.

Would it really be so terrible though if I was to indulge with that side of me that is so desperate to be let out?

I know that Conall has reassured me time and time again that I am safe with him but does that also translate to if I was to embrace my Omega?

I have a feeling it would.

Adding a mental note to the ever-growing list of shit that I need to remember to do, I follow Vic as he shows us the rooms we will be staying in while we are here.

His eyes don’t stray very far from me the entire tour through the home. I know that there is something so obviously unspoken between us.

Vic is an intelligent man—much to my downfall—so I know that he knows there is more to me than meets the eye.

It's almost unsettling the way I can feel him watching me take everything in. I have never met someone that looked as though they wanted to dissect me. To work out what makes me tick.

The excitement as Amity is shown her room has me chuckling alongside her until I actually see her room.

Pink paint with a gorgeous floral wallpapered wall frames the bedroom. A twin canopy bed takes up the centre of the room adorned with linen of Amity’s favorite princesses.

My mouth drops as I take in the exorbitant amount of toys that are spread out through the room. Amity squeals, jumping from toy to toy, oohing and ahhing with each new find.

Backing up a few steps, I come to an abrupt halt as I collide with a body. Hands grip my hips before turning me to face the man before me.

“This is too much, Vic. You… I…” I shake my head, trying to find the words that seem to evade me.

Vic reaches up, gripping the sides of my face in his hands.