It seemed a little odd sitting on Ben’s swing with Sam, but that was the best place to sit in the yard and wait for Mom’s verdict, so that’s where we went. It wasn’t as if we were in a making out mood, anyway. The last thing I needed was Mom seeing us kissing and assuming that, if she granted Sam guardianship, he’d move in, and then we’d practically be married. It wouldn’t be like that. I wasn’t thinking he would never sleep over or anything like that, but I wasn’t getting married any time soon. Hell, I couldn’t even decide which of the three guys I wanted as my Alpha.
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