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I stared at myself in the mirror, questioning if this deep red dress was appropriate for Family Day at the fire station. It stopped a few inches below my knee. It wasn't tight fitting, but it hugged my curves. I chewed on my lip, wondering if it was too sexy.

Since the fuck fest Weslie and I had a few days ago, we hadn't really seen or spoken to each other. I'd caught him at glances when he was leaving in the morning, but besides that, I hadn't. I didn't want to look like sex on a stick, but then again, I did.

The way he took me so quickly and how he didn't hold back was exactly what I wanted. I knew that I was horny, but I hadn't thought I was that badly wound up. I practically jumped him, accepting whatever he was giving. And he wasn't gentle either. Weslie fucked me like he'd wanted to for years.

I turned, checking my butt in the mirror. The dress was simple, with a heart neckline.

I took a deep breath, grabbed a pair of dangling earrings, and started putting them on. I paired them with a simple necklace and turned, looking around for my only pair of black heels. I had gone shopping for this, using it as an excuse to leave the house.

I kept myself as busy as possible, including finding a job. However, the job sort of just fell into my lap while I was out getting coffee at the cafe.

I had been waiting in line when a lady in front of me reached for her coffee and paused. I waited when she looked down, and wetness dripped down her legs onto the floor. A puddle quickly accumulated under her shoes.

"Oh my," I said, stepping back slightly. "Are you okay?" She turned, and it was clear she was heavily pregnant.

"Oh no," she whimpered, looking in pain. She placed her hands on her stomach and inhaled slowly. "I'm not due for three more weeks. No, no, no, no."

I reached out, smiling at her. I'd seen plenty and heard plenty from around the pack and the girls to know it didn't matter. Babies came when they were ready.

"I think you need to go to the hospital. You're in labor."

She shook her head. "No, I have work. I can't be having my baby right now. I can't take maternity leave yet! We haven't found my replacement."

"I don't think you really have a choice," I countered as I looked around, but she had come in alone. "Do you have anyone to take you?"

She shook her head, and I watched tears fill her eyes. "My husband is in Nevada for a conference, and my sister is at work. This is just great. They're both going to miss the baby's delivery."

"I'll take you," I offered. It wasn't like I had anything to do, and this would keep me out of the house. I had watched so much TV that even my shows weren't entertaining me anymore.

She took a deep breath in and offered me a painful smile. “Are you sure? Don’t you have work?”

I didn’t want to say I wasn’t working, but I didn’t really have anything else I could say. So, I shook my head. “I’m new in Honeyville, and I’m still looking for something. But let’s not worry about me; we need to get you to the hospital.”

I ended up taking her to the hospital and staying with her for a while. Once I was getting ready to leave, a taller lady was by the check-in. "I'm looking for Deb! Deb Morre?" The lady shook her head. "She's my sister! She's in labor. Just came in. She has short hair. It kind of looks like someone took a butcher to it, but I won't tell her that. She is my assistant at the school. What room is she in?"

I paused and cleared my throat. "You must be Deb's sister. She's in room 212." I pointed to the door. "She's just getting looked at by the doctor at the moment, but she's in there. Just knock on the door. She was worried you weren't going to be here."

The lady looked me up and down, and I wondered if I looked bad. I was wearing sweatpants and a baggy sweater, which was the first thing I could find to get out of the apartment as quickly as possible.

"Thank you," she said, hurrying past me. I ended up leaving and shrugged the entire thing off by the afternoon. I didn't think about it, knowing it was just timing. But at three, my phone rang with a number I hadn't known.

I was just starting a load of laundry when I answered it. "Hello?"

"Hi, this is Rebecca. Is this April?"

I nodded, pushing the start on the washer. "It is. Do I know you?"

"Yeah, I'm the lady. This more you pointed to my sister's room. I didn't introduce myself earlier, and I normally do, but my head was everywhere. My little sister was having a baby, after all."

The morning clicked into place. "Oh yes, did that all turn out well?"

"It did, thank you for asking. Healthy baby boy. Which is actually why I'm calling. My sister is going to be starting her maternity leave, and I'll be without an assistant at the school."

I paused. She wasn't offering me a job, was she? There was no way I could have impressed her this morning, wearing what I was wearing. I had looked at myself when I got home. I looked like a homeless person. She had good reason to look me over the way she did. But to offer me a job?

"Oh?"

"My sister had expressed you handled the situation extremely well, and when working in a school, that is important."

"I mean, yes, it is, but I think it's important to know more about a person before offering them a job. Especially when it's around kids. I wasn't exactly dressed to impress."

She started to laugh. "Oh, I know, which is why I asked Ayden about you. The Alpha is all-knowing, after all. He told me you're new to the pack but married and trustworthy. He gave the stamp of approval on you."

Ayden had said that? I was stunned because I didn't think he'd noticed me. I didn't expect to be. In our old pack, the Alpha hardly had time for you, let alone to care about you.

"Oh, well, that's a generous offer." I couldn't accept it, could I? I had just told Riley I didn't want to work around kids, but this sounded like more office work than being around students.

"I know it's short, but I will be without help for a while. Believe it or not, she helped more than I would like to admit. The thought of being without someone is going to screw everything up. So, are you available?"

I shook my head, bringing me back to reality. I had accepted. I started the next day getting the lay of the school. The first few days were just Rebecca showing me around and getting the feel of the place. It was a big high school, so there was plenty to do.

I glanced at my phone, seeing the time. I had twenty minutes, which meant I needed to get going. Weslie was going to be there, and he would be waiting for me.

I nodded and decided the outfit would work. It had to. I had no other option.

I headed across town to the fire station. It seemed everyone was already there, and as I stepped inside on the lower level, Weslie stood leaning against the fire truck. My mouth watered at the sight of him. He was wearing jeans and a nice cream button-down shirt. His hair had been combed back slightly. He looked extremely sexy and cleaned up.

He noticed me and smiled. "You made it."

I thought the one night would have stifled my need, but it was like throwing gasoline onto a fire. I felt hot, hungry for him suddenly. My wolf purred with want, and I felt wet.

God damn it! I suddenly felt like I was a teenager again.

He pushed off the fire truck and took a few steps toward me. "Want me to take your coat?"

I started sliding it off and watched as his eyes scanned over me. It stirred my insides up, and I felt hot.

"You look nice."

"As do you." I handed him my jacket as we started up the stairs to the party's location.

"Thank you for coming," he added. "I know you probably wanted to just stay home."

"I didn't exactly have a choice," I said jokingly as we started up the stairs. I could see everyone already deep in conversation and eating food. The kids were running around and playing games. The space was filled with laughter, and you could feel the comfort.

"You had a choice," he said. "You didn't have to come if you truly didn't want to."

"We have to keep up appearances," I added, turning to him. "And we can't do that if I stay inside all the time. If we want to look like we can't keep our hands off each other and that we honestly did get married, we need to look the part."

Weslie reached out, and his hand cupped the back of my head. He stepped into my space, and my breath hitched. My eyes looked down at his mouth, which curled up slightly.

He chuckled. "Whatever do you mean? We're totally convincing people we're in love." He leaned closer, and his lips pressed against mine in a rough kiss that brought me back to our sex fest.

I clawed at his skin, and his hands roamed over my body, igniting fire where he touched. And each thrust inside me felt wonderful. I wanted him deeper and faster. I was begging him.

I sank into the kiss, feeling my breath was being taken away. We tumbled back, and my back pressed against the railing.

"Would you two keep it together? " Someone spoke up, and Weslie broke the kiss. He smiled as he looked over his shoulder at the group. I felt my face grow a deep shade of red, embarrassed.

Of course, he kissed me. It was in front of everyone, so we would look in love and be unable to keep our hands off each other. It should make up for us ditching out the other night.

But a part of me wondered if there was more to it. What if he did it because he wanted me and not just to put a show on? After all, he had sex with me. Didn't that count for anything?

"Sorry," Weslie slid, sliding his hand down and wrapping his fingers around mine. "We haven't seen each other all day. I just couldn't help myself."

I scanned the group. The girls were grinning ear to ear, and the guys were laughing. I looked at my brother, but if he was unhappy, I didn't see it on his face. He knew we would have to be lovey-dovey to make this all look real.

Weslie looked back at me, smiling. "What else did you have in mind?"

I quickly tried to shake the kiss off and think about the conversation. "We need to go out in public more. People need to see us out and enjoying each other's company."

"You mean like the bar?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah. We could go out like that again."

"Do you want to go back to the bar?" He reached a hand up, moving some of my hair behind my ear. "Because you seemed a little uncomfortable there."

I had been, but if we wanted this actually to work, we needed to try again. I needed to try better. I couldn't let my jealousy get the better of me.

This was all to keep me safe and finally move on from Ivan, but I hadn't been doing a good job at that.

"We can go back. As long as you promise not to be near her." While I trusted Weslie not to do anything, I didn't trust her. She seemed like the type to wiggle herself into a place she shouldn't be.

He leaned forward, pressing his forehead against mine. "Okay, dear." His words sent a chill down my spine, and I swallowed, trying to breathe. I could do this.

I smiled at him, and we turned, joining the rest of the group. I pushed everything aside and tried to enjoy myself.