Page 34 of His Sassy Omega
“He’s been using an omega matchmaker since Lisette dumped him,” Finn informed the table. “Why does Mother feel this will be any better?” We only ever used the word ‘Mother’ when any of us was annoyed with her, and her scheming ways.
“How do you know that?” I asked, incredulously. I’d only told Wade I had signed up with the matchmaking site. I’d only had the one date so far, disastrous as it had been. “Besides, Lisette didn’t dump me. We were taking a break, that just turned into a permanent one. By mutual agreement.”
Finn shrugged. “I know lots of things. People love to gossip about you, though I’m never sure why. You’re so boring.”
Of course, they did. I glared at him, my mind still reeling. Had my brother just called me boring?
What the actual fuck?
“Mom is just trying to move things along faster.” Jamie continued. “I would like it noted I told her this was a horrible idea, and she shouldn’t meddle. And, that I’d bring the popcorn. I want to sit back and watch this shit show unfold.”
Finn snickered, and Brendan nodded in agreement. I blinked owlishly, staring at my glass.
“I…I met someone.” I finally found some actual words. “Jamie, you need to get her to call it off.”
Jamie shrugged. “You know how she is.”
Brendan put a hand up. “Wait? You met someone? From the matchmaking agency?”
I glanced up, and all my brother’s eyes were on me. I felt my face heat up. “No, someone else.”
“Is it serious?” Finn asked.
“Uh…” There was that word again. I ran a hand through my hair. I wasn’t about to tell them I had possibly met my fated mate, especially when said mate didn’t even want to discuss that possibility. Or that we hadn’t even been on a date yet. Or, that we’d had fantastic sex, and I’d knotted him. Some things you just didn’t tell your brothers, no matter how close you all were.
“The potential is there.” I shrugged, trying to play it cool. “I like him. He makes me laugh.”
“You laugh?” Jamie snarked, and I shot my middle finger up at him in response.
Then because they were my brothers, and I felt incredibly out of my depth with all the things that had happened in a few days that had completely rocked my world, I added, “Do you guys believe in fated mates?
They were all silent, just staring at me, then each other. Finn finally said, “As long as you don’t claim them, you can walk away.”
Wait. What? I gave Finn a look, one that said explain yourself. “How do you know that?”
He shrugged like he was talking about the weather. “Because I’ve met my fated mate. He was completely not right for me, so that was the end of that.” He made a motion with his hands like he’d washed it all away. Easy peasy, just like that.
I glanced over at Brendan, who was staring at Finn, his mouth open. Brendan muttered, “Don’t look at me. I’ve definitelynotmet my fated mate. Or any mate for that matter. I’ve never really thought it was a real thing.”
I turned my attention back to Finn. “I have questions.”
“Google it.” He took another sip of his water, cool as a cucumber.
Bastard. “Who is this person you speak of that is your true love?”
He returned my middle finger. “It doesn’t matter. What does matter is as long as you don’t claim them, you can each go your separate ways. If you choose. Believe me, he dislikes me as much as I dislike him.”
“Do you ever run into him?” I questioned, because how did that work? Wouldn’t that be awkward as hell? Our town wasn’t that big.
“We try to keep contact to a minimum. As I said, we don’t like each other.”
I glanced at Jamie, who was staring intently into his glass, turning it around and around on the table. “You’re being very quiet on the subject, Jamie.”
He shrugged. “Sometimes Fate gets it wrong. I agree with Finn. If you don’t claim them, no harm, no foul.”
Brendan and I glanced at each other, unspoken questions bouncing between us. “Have you met your fated mate, Jamie?”
He sighed, his gaze roaming back over the club, not missing any detail of anything, I was sure.
