Genevieve returned the smile up at Logan as she smoothly entwine their arms together. She walked beside him while leading towards the hallway. “I’m not much of house-party type of gal.” The redhead admitted before shrugging her shoulders. “But, I’m glad you’re here.” The Omega beamed up at the Alpha.
It had been a week since they hooked up, and afterwards she left to only explore Northern California. Genevieve sure did return with a sun-kissed glow. But, now she was back with her brother in New York City. The Omega let go of the Alpha’s arm but continued to hold his hand as she leaned against the opposite wall facing him, eventually she let go of his hand.
The tan on her skin was to fucking die for and he wanted to run his hands all over her. The dress she was wearing made his fingers twitch, and remembering their one night together he was starting to not care about the rest of the party.
“I’m glad I’m here too..... hate to miss an opportunity to see you again.” He raised his arm to rest it on the wall above her head, leaning in closer to her. It was such a stereotype but getting this close to her he could see why.
“Everybody seems to be doing their own thing..... you wanna.... go do our own thing?” He grinned and his eyes glinted in mischief, hoping she was up for it.