Heather POV
I pull out a chair and set down my bag when a hand lands on my shoulder. Thinking that it was Sophie coming back for another round, I spun around only to have my fist connect with a set of very well defined ads. I tilt my head up and find myself looking into those beautiful gray eyes. My eyes went wide. Sh*t I just punched the neighboring Alpha.“I’m so sorry Keegan, I thought it was Sophie coming back.”
He puts his hand up in surrender. “No, that was my fault. My scent is close enough to hers being her brother that you wouldn’t have noticed the difference quickly. With Sophie it is probably better to punch first and ask questions later.” He says, rubbing his stomach. I watch as his hand moves back and forth. I’d like to do that. I shook my head, Heather stop that, I berated m
