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talk. Remember, no climax control. And I want to find out if multiple orgasms are real or something you porn stars just try to make look real.”
    Omega chuckled. “Oh, you’re bad, and trust me, they are real...with the right man in control.”
    “We’ll see. As far as being bad, I’m finally going to live a little, have some fun and enjoy myself. And I have a feeling Riley is just the person to make sure that I do so.”
    * * *
    “ Brrr. I can’t believe the temperature has dropped five degrees already.”
    Riley smiled as he watched Alpha tighten her coat around her when he escorted her to his truck and opened the door. “What are you complaining about, woman? It feels good out here.”
    She glared at him over her shoulder before easing into the truck’s leather interior. “I can’t help but wonder what kind of blood is running through your veins. Look at you.”
    He glanced down at himself. Okay, so he’d left his jacket in the truck. He looked fine. He felt fine. No sense reminding her he was hot-blooded. She would find the truth of that soon enough. He kept smiling as he closed the door and then rounded the front of the truck and opened the door to climb in on the driver’s side. “I guess I’ve developed some sort of tolerance to Denver’s cold weather.”
    After buckling up he smiled over at her and said, “My tolerance to Denver’s cold weather drives everyone in my family crazy. They’re convinced I’m going to die of pneumonia at an early age.”
    “I have to agree with them.”
    He tilted his head to look at her. “And you’ve been living in Denver for how long now?”
    “It will be a year in April.”
    He grinned. “No wonder you’re whining. You missed all the real good days.”
    “Lucky me. I’m not complaining,” she said, chuckling. “If I had come any earlier I might have been tempted to head back south.”
    He glanced over at her. “You don’t come across as a quitter, Alpha.”
    She chuckled. “I’ve thought of heading back south more than once, trust me.”
    As he was driving, he had to stop for a school bus. “I remember those days,” he said thoughtfully.
    “What days?” she asked.
    He gestured with his head to somewhere outside the windshield. “When my brothers, cousin and I used to ride the bus to and from school. Either Aunt Susan or my mom would be there at the stop to get us. My parents had a van we all called Crazy Horse. It was blue and huge and could hold all of us.”
    “Sounds like a lot of good memories.”
    “They are.”
    “I admire you and your family, Riley,” she said softly.
    He looked over at Alpha. “Do you?”
    “Yes. I heard about your parents and your uncle and aunt and how they died together in that plane crash. It must have been awful for all of you.”
    He stared straight ahead as his hand gripped the steering wheel and he watched the kids continue to unload from the bus. “It was, especially when there were so many of us still under sixteen. Seeing those kids reminds me of so many things. Kids think their parents are going to be around forever. I’ll never forget the day I realized mine would not.”
    “How old were you?”
    He glanced over at her. “Fifteen. Just a few months shy of my sixteenth birthday. Mom had promised me a party that year, and I was so looking forward to it. I had gotten my learner’s permit, which meant I could start sharing Dillon’s old truck with my brother, Jason. Life was good. Even Bane was good. He was my mom’s baby. Spoiled rotten and a tattletale.”
    Riley was quiet for a second, remembering. “And then, suddenly all of it came to a crashing end, literally, when their plane went down. We lost them. Bane couldn’t handle it and became a badass. He was hard for anyone to handle. Dillon was the oldest and then Ramsey. They had just finished college. Dillon was going pro in the NBA and Ramsey was on his way to Australia to learn about sheep ranching. They both gave up their dreams to keep our