Page 73 of His Sassy Omega
“I’ve missed you too.” I realized I wasn’t lying when I said the words back. “Were you watching for me?”
“I was. You’re later than I expected. The natives got restless and started to eat.”
I ducked my head, feeling my face heat in embarrassment. “I kind of fell asleep when I got home. Your text woke me up.”
He tilted my chin up with his finger, taking a long look at my face. “You look tired.”
I shrugged, snuggling into his warmth more. It was cold out tonight, snow starting to fall from the skies. “Comes with the job. I’ll have time to sleep next week.”
Though I knew from experience, the first few days I’d still be up early. My body was just used to it, and my internal alarm would wake me up, even if I wanted to sleep in. But I would be able to catch some naps and I was looking forward to those.
We’d turned a corner in our relationship since my bout with the flu. Deciding to just date and see where things went had taken some of the pressure we’d been feeling about being fated mates off of us. We’d both relaxed, or I had, deciding I was just going to sit back and enjoy this ride, for as long as it lasted.
While we’d not had that much time to spend together, due to my schedule, Lachlan still made a point to send me food knowing I’d forget to eat.He seemed to have some preternatural sixth sense about my hunger pangs. Food seemed to appear just when I realized I hadn’t eaten all day.
On the nights when I worked extra late, there was more than one occasion I’d arrived home to find my big alpha waiting in his SUV parked in my driveway. I’d barely been able to see straight, the first time it had happened. I’d told him in no uncertain terms I wasn’t up for sex. He’d just given me his shy little smile, bustled me into my warm house, into a hot bath and into bed. To just sleep.
“You sure you’re okay with meeting my family?” His words shook me out of my thoughts.
Not at all, my mind supplied, while my mouth said, “Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”
My nonchalance was such a lie. I couldn’t remember a time in my life where I’d ever met anyone’s family. Certainly not Leo’s, as he’d claimed to not have any close relatives. For all I knew he’d been telling the truth, but so much of what came out of Leo’s mouth had been lies, I didn’t know. The casual hook-ups I usually preferred, didn’t involve meeting anyone’s family.
Iwasnervous to meet Lachlan’s family. What if they found me lacking? What if they’d expected him to show up with a good little omega, like he’d planned to have? What if I forgot what fork to use, or let an F bomb drop? I mean I used the word like it was a noun, verb and adjective.
Why I was even spending a second worrying about any of it, was stressing me out. All of this was brand new for me. I was doing things I’d never imagined wanting to do with anyone. I was feeling things I’d never thought I’d feel with anyone. This man made me question everything about myself.
At times I felt like I had one foot in and one foot out of our relationship. A part of me wanted to jump headfirst into all the feelings that surroundedme when he was near. To just say fuck it, and let myself feel and be, and enjoy every second of it.
The other part knew how this was going to eventually end. It had to. We wanted vastly different things. I knew the differences between us would eventually blow up. Spectacularly. When it did, it was going to hurt like hell. That thought, that belief, kept me from plunging forward, head first, full throttle. Because it wasn’t just going to hurt when it ended. It was going to destroy me. I knew it. I could feel it down to my toes. I didn’t like the feeling. Better to get out before I got hurt, I kept telling myself.
End it soon.
I didn’t want it to end, though, so I kept my mouth shut, and pushed any worries I had to the side. I was a mixed up, emotional, fucked up mess, and I’d been too busy to sit down and sort through any of my feelings.
Which was why I was standing outside this huge mansion, in the cold and snow, with this breathtakingly beautiful alpha smiling down at me. Fuck, I was in deep.
“It can get a little rowdy when my brothers and I all get together,” he warned. “We tend to pick at each other, but it’s harmless. We love each other fiercely, it’s just…we’re all very different people.”
“I imagine it’s that way for most siblings.” It was something I’d always envied with friends. I’d always wished for a sibling; someone I could tease and be teased right back. I’d always been fascinated when I’d be at a friend’s house who had siblings. It was always loud, and rowdy, and I’d loved every second of it.
There was something in Lachlan’s eyes, something that dimmed their light for just a second, but I saw it. “What? What was that look?”
He shrugged, and acted like he was going to brush my question aside. I reached out and caressed his cheek. Because as much as I knew this thing was going to blow up between us, I always loved touching him. I foundmyself wanting to touch him all the time, whenever we were together, in some small way. “Tell me.”
He turned his head into my hand, his eyes closing, as if he was trying to breathe me in. “People always expect us to be exactly alike. Because we’re identical. They always seem surprised when they realize we are different. Or disappointed.”
“What people?” I demanded.
He shrugged. “Most people.”
“That’s just stupid.” I scoffed. “You’re not fucking clones, for Pete’s sake. That’s just dumb.”
He barked out a laugh. “Yeah, it is.”
My stomach took that moment to rumble loudly. “Are you hungry?” he asked, and I shivered a little.
“Why are you always trying to feed me?” I huffed, though I was growing used to his need to take care of me. It was sweet, though I would never admit to him, and I had started looking forward to the food deliveries. Looking forward to the nights I’d come home to find him waiting.
