Page 50 of Bliss & Her Idols

“When do you?” Jin pats the table again.

Stapleton exchanges bewildered glances with the rest of the security team.

I’m honored that obviously this isn’t normal behavior for Jin.

On the other hand, am I dreaming?

Is the rock star, who I have crushed on for years, really asking me to come and sit next to him?

Sure, Jin is probably doing it to piss off both his controlling supervisor along with the journalist who has made him uncomfortable by implying that he should be merrily watching TikToks that ship him with different Alphas.

Not to mention that he’s a singer, and April is treating him like he hasn’t achieved this concert or success because of his talent but only because of how hot he is.

A couple of the journalists nudge each other.

I can’t work out if they’re more confused, envious, or angry that I’ve been selected over them.

Probably, a mix of all three.

To my shock, before I can unfix my feet, it’s Cricket who is grabbing my hand and yanking me away from the chairs and toward Jin.

Then he hesitates, dropping my hand.

I awkwardly perch on the edge of the table, close enough that I can feel Jin’s hip against mine and the slide of his satiny suit against my bare arm.

Cricket dithers, darting glances from underneath his eyelashes at Jin’s lap. He’s trembling, as if now that he’s had the courage to make this move and is in front of so many curiously watching people, he’s not sure how to handle it.

“How about you sit on my lap?” Jin whispers like smoke. “You can hide your face against my neck? Imagine that all these other Betas aren’t here and it’s just us?”

Cricket nods.

Jin leans down and in a single movement that shows how strong he is beneath his willowy figure, picks Cricket up and places him on his lap.

My eyes widen.

Damn.

Instantly, Cricket does his limpet move, burrowing his face on Jin’s neck.

Cricket loops his arms around the Beta like he means safety, as familiarly as if they’ve been friends for years.

Of course, they have been.

Only, Jin doesn’t know that.

Jin looks shaky for a moment, overwhelmed.

Has he been hugged by an Omega like this before?

It strikes me that I’ve never seen any photographs of Jin with an Omega. He’s not bonded. Idols are always Betas. And the owners of the company and the leaders of the pack are Alphas.

Jin definitely appears to be enjoying the experience.

Zoe is staring at Jin, scandalized. “You should not be petting stray Omegas.”

“He’s not a stray.” I glare at Zoe. “He’s mine.”

Jin raises his eyebrow at me, impressed.

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