Big Bad Alphas

Chapter 26

I finish up in the bathroom and change into my clothes, trying to go about my nighttime routine normally. I hear many footsteps coming up the stairs as assume it is the group preparing to go to bed.

A few moments later Eric comes into the room, and I close the bathroom door before he notices. I hear him moving around, probably changing himself.

Taking a deep breath, my eyes find my own in the mirror, causing me to sigh. My head tilts to the side. "She's not like you," I whisper to myself, repeating his words. "She's been with someone."

My fingers grasp onto the thin straps of my plain nightgown before inching them down my shoulders, my mind always telling me that it will be his someday. His fingers will be pulling the straps down, leaving me bare.

My heart beats hard, and my hands become shaky before sliding the fabric off of my body completely. With my hair damp on my neck and sticking to my back, I stare at myself. The gown lays pooled at my feet, almost yelling at me to cover myself back up, to pull the straps back over my shoulders.

My fingers clear the stray hairs from my face.

My eyes shoot to the door when the handle starts to turn. "No!" I shout and quickly crouch to the floor to snatch up my nightgown. In my fit of panic, I fall to the floor and yank the fabric up my body the best that I can.

Looking up, I see the door cracked open.

Breathing heavy, I struggle to my feet and spot my red face in the mirror.

"Isabella?" Caroline's voice calls from the other side. "It's only me. I just wanted to know if you had any, uh, feminine products?"

I swallow and bend down to grab them from under the counter. Opening the door, I see her standing in the bedroom with her arms crossed. She sees me and relief takes over her face. "Oh thank god," she mutters. "I thought I was going to have to run all the way home and grab stuff. Do you mind if I borrow something to sleep in also? I don't have anything here."

"Sure," I mumble and wearily walk to the guest room as she follows.

"Why do you still keep clothes in here? I mean, you two sleep in the same bed and all, you shower in there, you even get ready in there."

"I don't know. I didn't want to barge in when we first met, and I guess I haven't thought about it," I explain while searching for clothes. "Here."

She takes them and smiles. "Thanks."

I watch her as she walks all the way to the room at the end of the hall before going back into the bedroom. When I do, I find Eric walking about, getting ready. He looks to me and asks why my face is flushed. I brush it off.

Getting in underneath the covers, I gaze up at the ceiling and collect myself. "You said that every night we tell each other a secret."

Eric comes out of the bathroom, and I can tell he has freshly groomed his face, as he probably did not have the time to do so when he was away. "Yes?"

"Well, I want to hear yours."

He nods and turns off the bathroom light. "Anything specific?"