Page 107 of Game Over

He gives a loud, boisterous laugh. “I just mean… you don’t look well. Have you been sleeping”

Not really, but I didn’t want to admit that aloud, so I just shrugged. “What are you up to.”

“The norm,” he began tossing a small ball he had in his hands before catching it. “Just hopped off stream. I was thinking about grabbing a workout or something, wanna come?”

I scrunched my face. Even if I wasn’t in a shit mood that sounded horrible. “No thanks.”

“But working out gets your endorphins or whatever running, it’ll make you feel better.”

“It would if I didn’t end up dead on the floor afterwards.”

He laughs. “Yeah okay, but really, what’s going on? You said you guys got into a fight, but didn’t say any more.”

I let my eyes drift to my other monitor, where a stylized image of me as Maverick one of my talented viewers drew was. “Did I ever tell you about Mr. Heat Hotel?”

“No, have you been to Omega’s Lust?”

“No, I have no need, but Tara has, and she met this one alpha about six months before we started dating that we’ve always… joked about. I knew something was different about him. She was honest about not only losing her virginity to him, but also having a really good time.”

He never interrupted, letting me explain everything. “Basically, when I introduced her to Charlie, she went into heat and… they bonded.”

“Oh shit!” he burst out, before quickly clearing his throat. “Sorry, continue.”

I couldn’t help the small laugh that came out of me. “Anyway, so that happened, and then it was… weird for a while, obviously. But we found some kind of normal between us. And they bonded me when we wen’t out.”

“Congratulations! One more packed up fucker in the squad.” I blushed a bit at that. He had a group of friends he referred to that way and I always liked being one of them.

“Yeah, the problem is, they both admitted that Charlie was Mr. Heat Hotel.”

He was quiet, blinking for a moment. “And they didn’t tell you before?”

“No, they both lied to me. After they bonded me.”

He let out a long sigh. “That’s crazy. I can understand why you’re so upset.”

“Yeah, I don’t know what I’m going to do. They lied about something so big. How am i supposed to reconcile that.”

Indy chewed his lip in thought. Though he wasn’t serious all the time, he knew when to turn it on. “Do you love them?”

“Of course!” I burst immediately. “That’s why this pisses me off so much.”

He nodded. “That makes sense. You wouldn’t care if you didn’tcare.”

“Yeah,” I deflated. “So I know I’ll need to forgive them eventually. I can’t live without them. I’m just… hurt.”

“And you’re allowed to be hurt, just don’t wait so long to talk that you get bitter.”

I shifted in my chair. “Yeah, you’re right. Thanks.”

His bright smile was back in full effect. “No problem, therapist Indy is always in, and I bill hourly by the way.”

I laughed. “Why don’t you go to the gym.”

“I will, just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I’m fine, thanks for checking in.”

“Of course. I think if I didn’t Tara would murder me anyway.”

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