“Perfect? A perfect nightmare, perhaps,” Rohan said before scrubbing his hands over his face. He could still scent Gray somehow… the need the omega had had rocked him to his core. How many months had it been since Jamie had gone into heat? Before the diagnosis, his heats had gone out of whack—it had been the first sign something was wrong. A year and a half, maybe? Longer? He wasn’t quite sure.
“You’re an alpha in his prime… and I saw how hard you worked to fight that instinct,” Jamie murmured. “You need to mate, Rohan. You need him just as much as he needs you.”
Rohan eyed Jamie, hating their situation. “I made vows to you. In sickness and in health…”
Jamie sauntered closer and cupped Rohan’s cheeks. He looked up into Rohan’s stare, his eyes shining. “Why are you fighting this hard? Do you feel shame for what you felt for Gray?”
Rohan was silent. He wouldn’t answer that question.
“I don’t want you to feel ashamed of any attraction you feel for him. He will be our surrogate, in more ways than one.”
“You planned this all along. Didn’t you?” Rohan asked.
Jamie shook his head. “No. I didn’t. But there was something that reached out and told me this was right. That Gray is special.”
Rohan chuckled mirthlessly.
“Why’s that funny?” Jamie asked, pulling Rohan’s cheeks to force his stare.
“He said the same thing about you.”
Jamie frowned. “When?”
“In the bathroom. After our meeting.”
Jamie lowered his hands and rubbed them on Rohan’s chest. He closed his eyes… it was the closest thing to intimacy he’d had in months. Leaning his head, he claimed his mate’s lips…
He was gentle at first, relearning the feel of Jamie’s mouth against his. A few slow chaste kisses sparked within him, and he felt the blaze of need roaring to life.
Rohan deepened the kiss, moving closer and pressing Jamie against the foyer wall.
Only to be denied as Jamie pushed him away.
Rohan pressed his palm up against the wall as he shattered inside. “Do you not love me? Is that what this is? Because if that’s the case, we shouldn’t be bringing a child into this relationship. Not now.”
“I do!” Jamie cried. “I do… I love you. I…” He paused, a tear sliding down his cheek. He pressed a chaste kiss to the side of Rohan’s face. “You are the first person I want to see every morning when I wake up… and before I go to sleep every night. I want to share my life with you…” Jamie let out a sob. “I have failed you over and over again. You deserve more than me.”
“You are my heart,” Rohan said, his eyes stinging with unshed tears.
“I can’t give you a child. And now I can’t even give you the intimacy you deserve.”
“Can’t? Or won’t?”
Jamie was silent a moment. “You have always been a considerate lover. You have treated me with respect and compassion—more so than I ever expected. You are kind… loving… and,” He paused, smiling. “You’re perfect. And now I am not.”
“Who wants perfection? I surely don’t. I’ve never said I did.”
“You need Gray. He needs you…” Jamie whispered. “Please, Rohan. Do this for me. Give me the baby I want… and take what you need in the meantime.”
“You don’t know what you’re asking of me.”
“I do,” Jamie said, brushing a few strands of hair from Rohan’s forehead. “I know it won’t be easy… but I’m doing this for us both.”
“And if Gray refuses?”
Jamie shook his head. “He won’t. I know he won’t. And neither will you. Once you think this over and realize I’m right… you’ll see this is the only way.”
Rohan looked down into Jamie’s face and knew there was no point arguing anymore. He wasn’t going to get through to his omega. His mate’s mind was set. He wanted what he wanted, period.