Alpha Drake
I—I just don't want you to use my shower gel.
Drake hid a smirk behind his hand. He uttered the words in a hushed tone, "I won't use it again, wander..." I'm sorry... just be quiet for a minute, stray.
After a few moments, Emily finally figured something out. The identical hugging motion was repeated between her and Drake. Even though she wasn't ready just yet, her heart was beating exceptionally quickly. Drake continued to hold her tightly in his hug despite her attempts to move.
"Let go, a-alpha..." Emily is being cautious. "I have to start making my breakfast right now..." she said.