Page 21 of His Innocent Omega
“We don’t have enough time for that conversation. But I’m totally invested in your tale of finding your true love. Continue.”
“Why are we even friends?” I muttered, scrubbing at my face with my hands. “Fucking hell, I need to make new friends. And no one said anything about true love, fucker.”
“Because I’m the most awesome friend ever and you know it. So, you hooked up with a random omega on an app, and he happens to show up in Sweet Alps, pregnant, in labor and you end up delivering his–your–baby on the side of the road.” Jamie surmised quickly. “That’s someLifetimemovie of the week shit. Almost like Fate had a hand in it.”
Staring at him, I didn’t say a word to refute anything he had said. His eyes got big, and he practically yelled, “Beeecccckkkkkssss!” Drawing my name out like it had four syllables and more letters than it ever needed to.
“What? Yes, okay, yes! Fate probably had something to do with it.” Muttering, I picked at invisible lint on my jeans. I wasn’t feeling great about my behavior and I hadn’t come here for Jamie to rub my face in it. “I don’t know. But…he–we–are fated mates.”
“Holy. Shit.” Jamie leaned back in his chair, taking a minute to wipe Ronen’s mouth when he had emptied his bottle. “I’m guessing you both decided to try to take the out clause on the whole fated mates thing? You know that doesn’t really work, right? I mean, Fate is a bitch. She ain’t playing around. She may make you think you can walk away, but it’s not really an option.”
Scraping my teeth over my bottom lip, I looked away from him. “Ummm…about that.”
Chapter Ten
Becks
Jamie narrowed his eyes at me, then asked slowly, “What did you do, Becks?”
“I might have thought we both had decided to just ignore that we were fated mates. Like neither of us mentioned it, and it was supposed to be a nameless, no strings hookup.”
“But–” Jamie prodded, because he was the king of poking and prodding.
“But he was really innocent and a bit naïve. And the more I thought about what had happened that night, the more I began to wonder if maybe he didn’t know that we were fated. Like he didn’t know what that electric shock was, and maybe he wasso far…”
It was Jamie’s turn to groan. “Fucking hell, Becks.”
“He may have been so far in subspace it didn’t even really register with him what it was.” So much for not telling Jamie details of my sex life with Wyatt. It wasn’t a secret between us that I was a Dom, and the man did own a kink club. Still, I stumbled over the words, feeling my face heat up like I was a teenager. “But I didn’t want a mate so I didn’t give it more thought than that. It wasn’t like I even knew his name. And I figured we hadn’t started a bond or anything, so it didn’t really matter if he knew or not.”
Jamie’s mouth was practically hanging open as he stared at me.
“Don’t look at me like that, Jameson!”
He snapped his mouth closed audibly with a click of his teeth. “Dick moves, Becks! I can’t even comprehend that you were that stupid. I think my brain is melting from all your stupid. I’m always telling people,‘Don’t be a dick’and no one ever listens. Dick moves, dude. Big dick moves.”
“I know!” I cried, scrubbing my hands over my face. “You don’t need to rub it in. I came to you for advice!”
“On what exactly?” he asked slowly. “How not to be a dick?”
“It gets worse.”
“I’m not sure it can, but let’s hear it.” Even Ronen was staring at me, quietly judging with his adorable baby face.
“Well, obviously we recognized each other when I pulled him over. And then he’s giving birth in the car, and I’m holding this baby who looks so much like me he can’t deny that she’s mine, even though he tried to deny it. And I’m filled with all these possessive feelings I’ve never had before.”
Jamie nodded in understanding. “Alphapheromones for your mate and pup. Been there.”
“Yeah that,” I leaned my elbows on my knees. “And so I show up at the hospital and I get all fucking possessive with him, like I’m a damn caveman or something. Totally not like me at all. And Wyatt’s not having any of it.”
“You do like to give orders and just expect people to follow them.”
When I glared at Jamie, he shrugged, “What, Becks? You know you like it when you intimidate the bad guys and they roll over and show you their bellies. Metaphorically speaking, of course. Hell, even when you were a handler, you just expected everyone to listen to you, without question, and do what you said. And you sure as shit love ordering subs around. It’s just who you are, you can’t help it.”
There was a lot to sort through in Jamie’s observation of my character, and I didn’t have the brain power to deal with it right then. I needed to know what to do about Wyatt. Because for the first time in a very, very long time I was feeling completely out of my depth and I didn’t like it.
“I might have admitted to Wyatt that we are fated mates.”
“Oh boy, how did that go over?” Jamie asked with a raised brow.
