Chapter 19

**Elise**


To my surprise when Sawyer drags me downstairs to tell the guys our plans for this evening they all smile. Well, their varying degrees of smiles but still.

"Of course, we'll take you, love. Anything you want. Should we try to give shopping another go?" He asks me cautiously.

"Sawyer already spent so much on me for clothes, so that's not necessary," I say waving him off.

"They won't come for a few days, so you'll need a few things. We can grab body wash and shampoo and stuff at the bath bomb place but you'll need some clothes. Maybe a few outfits and some sleepwear." Sawyer says looking up and mouthing out a list no doubt.

"I'm fine with wearing Archer's clothes to bed." I offer and I glance over to see him beaming with pride.

"You only want to wear Archer's clothes?" Weston asks and when I turn to look at him he looks disappointed.

I quickly wave both my hands. "No of course not! I will wear whatever you guys would like."

Okay, that made me sound sort of like their pet.

"You can wear what you wish love. I think Weston only meant that we all would like to see our clothes on you as well. At least at bedtime." Ezra clarifies.

"Of course! I don't mind. Although they may be a lot bigger on me." I say tilting my head and taking in Ezra and Weston's larger frames.

Weston smirks and crosses his arms looking like a preening peacock under my gaze.

"You will look beautiful in anything," Archer says from behind me and I turn to smile at him.

These guys are too sweet and I'm going to feel spoiled from all their compliments.

"As Sawyer says we should get you a couple of things. We will need to get you some special items if you will be joining us at the compound." Ezra pulls out his phone and presses a few things before he lifts it to his ear.

Weston stands and steps up until the front of him is plastered to my side. I slowly glance up at him and that shiver of awareness that I feel whenever I look at him hits me again. It's like I can feel this itch under my skin that makes me want to rub myself all over him.

That's weird...right?

"Sawyer stayed with you last night." He says in that voice that sounds so rough and hard but kind of melts my insides.

"Yes." I squeak out and he smirks again.

"I want to stay with you." He says it not like a question but as a fact.

"I'd like that," I say because honestly after that kiss today I want nothing more than to spend a bit more alone time with him.

He nods his head and then wraps his big arms around me and pulls me with him as he sits back down on the couch. I blink at him but he isn't looking at me anymore, his attention is fixed on Ezra. These guys seem happy to pull me onto their laps at any given time even though there is plenty of space around and I can't say I hate it. I decide to turn and snuggle up against him and I bury my face into his neck. His rich scent hits me and I let out a contented sigh. His chest rumbles under me and I smile at the sound.

"Alright the shop is open and I reserved it for an hour," Ezra says moving back to us. "We should be able to get everything we need in that time."

"You reserved a whole store? Why?" I ask.

"Because this kind of store often caters to Alphas and there is no way we are letting you near a bunch of Alphas in a small space like that," Ezra explains.

That makes sense. Even if they guys have been close enough to me for their scent to be on me I'm still unbonded. Until at least one of them has claimed me officially, it will be dangerous to be out even with them.

"Then let's get going!" Sawyer is on his feet and heading to the door like a man on a mission.

I laugh at how extra he is as Weston helps me to my feet.

"For the record, I love the way you look in my clothes," Archer says walking past me.

He stops right beside me and leans down. I expect him to kiss me on the cheek or something but he pulls some hair away from my neck and leans down leaving a kiss just above my shoulder. He saunters off like nothing happened while I stare wide-eyed after him. He set off a wave of heat through me and is acting as if nothing happened! Jerk!

I need to be careful how I react to them when we're out though. My heat may not have hit officially yet but anything like that gets my blood pumping and makes my scent stronger.

Speaking of...

Weston growls and I look up to see a pained expression on his face.

"Asshole." He grumbles before taking my hand and gently leading me to the door.

It's a bit of a longer drive to reach this specialty store the guys want to visit, and when we head inside the owner seems shocked to see me. I suppose this kind of place doesn't get many Omegas. Since to most people we are meant to stay hidden in our ivory towers and all that. Well, this Omega had been living in a dark dungeon for two years, so that couldn't be further from the truth.

I ignore the looks he sends me and a warning look from Weston is enough for the guy to turn his attention elsewhere. Sawyer leads us toward a whole section of clothes just for women and begins rummaging through the racks. I glance at a few things but this isn't really my field so I doubt I'll know what to pick.

"HA! This is perfect!" Sawyer calls out suddenly and waves me over.

Weston, who had been holding my hand this whole time releases me and I walk over to an excited Sawyer. He's really cute when he gets excited like this.

"Come on sweetheart let's have you try these on." He grabs my hand and leads me to a row of changing rooms and playfully pushes me inside.

He drops the pile of stuff in my hand and closes the curtain. I stand there a little stunned for a second before looking down at the all-black clothes in my hand. Turning to the mirror behind me I take a moment to look myself over. I look thin for sure but I sort of like how I look in Archer's clothes. With a sigh, I set the bundle of clothes down on the bench in front of me and slowly pull the clothes I'm wearing off.

I'm still wearing the underwear I had on when the guys found me and I think Sawyer might be right that I'll need ones sooner than a few days. I tentatively pick up the shirt sitting on top of the pile and notice there is a black bra and underwear set below it. Sawyer thought of everything I guess. I didn't see these when I was looking around but they are plain and look to be a special material. Shedding my underwear, I quickly pull the new ones on. Once again I take myself in and hate how pale I look and the fact I can see a few of my ribs. It's awful.

Forcing myself to ignore my current flaws, I take the shirt and slip it over my head. It's a form-fitting shirt and I find that even though my form is too small for it still, it looks nice on me. I grab the pants and pull them on along with the belt. Once the whole outfit is on I can't help but smile. I do look badass!

"Sweetheart, how does it look?" Sawyer calls out and holding my head high I open the curtain and step out.

All the guys are waiting outside and as soon as they see me their eyes run over my body.

Sawyer whistles. "Hot damn sweetheart you look smoking hot!"

My face flames at his compliment and I try to use my hair as a cutin to hide my embarrassment but then Ezra is right in front of me. He lifts my head with a finger under my chin so that I'm looking into his eyes.

"Never lower your eyes to anyone love. You are a survivor and a warrior. Never doubt your strength." He says it so firmly that I feel like I can't disagree with him. "Also, you look stunning."

He lowers his head and brushes his lips over mine and my eyes fall closed. He steps back and I nearly fall over trying to chase his lips. His dark chuckle is what knocks me out of my haze and my face is on fire for a whole other reason.

"Now we need to get you some shoes," Sawyer says tugging me toward another wall and forcing me to sit on a bench in front of a wall of boots.

He browses them for a moment before picking out a pair and bringing them over to me. I'm shocked when he kneels in front of me and lifts one of my feet like I'm Cinderella or something. His eyes lift to mine and he gives me an amused smirk before slipping the boot on.

He quickly threads the laces up and when he's done he stands and reaches out for my hand. I stand and look to the guys for their approval.

I'm met with four heated stares that could melt me into a puddle at any second.