Shattered by the Alpha Stronger Than Ever novel Chapter 104

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I reached for my phone, pulling it off the charger, and began to climb out of the car. But before I could even swing my legs out, Deckard appeared at my door, opening it with a gallant ease. I chuckled, the image of Glen Powell’s character from the movie still fresh in my mind. There was something about his actions that reminded me of the cowboy’s chivalrous nature. As I stepped out of the car, I couldn’t help but think that Deckard’s character shared some similarities with the movie’s lead. And then there was that famous line- “If you feel it, chase it” – which matches a phrase Deckard often used since our childhood, albeit in different words.

Once we settled into a cozy booth at the diner, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the wonderful evening we were having. With my pregnancy I couldn’t drink, Deckard didn’t as well. It was a trait that seemed inherent to the Halston men- they had a way of making those around them feel heavenly comfortable and happy.

I gazed at him and I found myself wondering why Sophie had ever let him go. He would have made an amazing husband, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of curiosity. But, of course, if he had ended up with Sophie, he wouldn’t be here with me now.

A realization dawned on me – as much as Deckard and I valued our friendship, we had always maintained a certain boundary. We both knew that getting too close could be misinterpreted by our respective partners, and we had always been mindful of that. After I started dating Keith, I had subconsciously created some distance between Deckard and me

Now, as I sat across from him, I couldn’t help but feel a spasm of happiness that he was currently single. It was selfish, perhaps, but I was was grateful to have him by my side, without the complications that a romantic relationship might bring

I found myself wondering how someone as kind, charming, and devoted as him was not in a relationship. I recalled asking him about it two years ago, but the conversation had been brief and awkward. He had brushed it off, saying that he was focusing all his energy on Jovi at the time. I had respected his boundaries and dropped the subject.

We strolled through the quiet streets, the soft rustle of the wind accompanied us, creating a soothing atmosphere. We walked for a while then we decided to cap it off with a sweet treat. We stopped by a store and picked up some ice cream, the cold sweetness a perfect way to round off the night.

On our walk back to the car, a group of tattooed boys lounged on their bikes, their eyes locking onto me with suggestive gazes and snickers. I felt uncomfortable as uneasiness crept over me. But Deckard’s hand slid possessively around my waist, pulling me closer to his side, I almost gasped. I glanced up at him, and he tossed a heated, warning glance at the boys. They quickly looked away, their smirks fading

Upon returning home, I wasn’t sleepy, and despite his sleepy state, he didn’t budge when I told him to sleep. So I put on Leap Year, and the movie’s lighthearted charm and witty humor worked its magic, lifting my mood and leaving me smiling. It was the perfect ending to a wonderful night.

As the movie ended, Deckard let out a deep yawn, his eyes drooping slightly. I sighed, gathering the mess of our popcorn and the empty Ice cream containers.

“You should sleep, mister,” I teased, poking his shoulder gently. But my playful jab was met with a surprise- the solid muscle beneath my touch sent a jolt of awareness through me, and I quickly withdrew my hand, attempting to brush off the unexpected sensation.

Deckard’s sleepy voice was radiating concern as he says “Yeah, you wake me up it you need anything, okay?” He paused, waiting for my confirmation, and I nodded… or at least, I thought I did. Realizing my mistake, I felt a flush rise to my cheeks as he raised an eyebrow, his sleepy eyes sparkling with amusement. He looked utterly adorable, and I couldn’t help but feel a little silly.

“Yeah, I will,” I said finally, trying to sound nonchalant despite my mental face–palm. “Goodnight”

“Goodnight, Hamsty,” he smiled at me with sleepy eyes, letting out another yawn, and I couldn’t help but smile at his adorable, sleep–deprived state. With a last glance my way, he turned and headed to his room, leaving me to retire to mine.

As I closed the door behind me, I slipped off the robe that had been draped over my nightwear. I had gotten into the habit of wearing silk nighties to bed after being with Keith, but I hadn’t felt appropriate wearing something so revealing in front of Deckard. The robe had been a convenient solution. It wasn’t from my “sexy collection” anyway, so I didn’t have to worry about being inappropriate. Besides, I had a feeling that particular collection would be gathering dust for a while. Romance wasn’t on the coast for me, and I was okay with that. As I slid into bed, a soft smile spread across my face.

I snaggled into the duvet my hand instinctively cradled my stomach, and I couldn’t help but feel a surge of joyful love for the tiny life

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