"I understood very little of that, but telling someone to eat their protein sounds a bit like a come on," Derek says with a laugh, reaching over the bar to grab his leather jacket. It looks like it's freezing outside, with frost creeping across the windows, so Derek comes over to place his jacket over Bitty's shoulders and give them a squeeze. He leans in close to his ear with a grin. "And you were the one who declared themselves pack."

Derek would never abuse his power as alpha, never again anyway, but it's fun to tease. He grabs the bags and reaches over to open the door, ushering Bitty out into the chill. "Come on, you'll get to sleep soon enough."