Cleanup in Aisle 20
Tuesday I woke up as Shawn tossed and turned in bed that morning. I was starting to realize that as cute as he was, he was annoying too. “Is something wrong, baby?” I asked, telling myself that being the future Alpha is not a good enough defense to smother him with the pillow. He sighed all dramatically and turned towards me. I ran my hand through his curls and he pulled me close to him. “I feel like those guys like you, Xan.” Oh f**k. Are we gonna go here this early in the morning? I sighed. “I really think you’re making a big deal out of nothing, Shawn. Its been one day. Can we please just not jump to conclusions on this? You didn’t even make this big of a deal about Bentley.” “Yeah, but he was mine and your friend. I don’t know these guys. Except that they hate us.
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