Page 29 of Alpha Dragon's Mating Contract
“Yeah.”
Walren checked that he had everything—Zebbie in his chest carrier, Zebbie’s things, and his own small bag of clothes. Raptor leaned in to scoop up the bags around Walren’s feet.
This close, Walren couldn’t help but notice how broad Raptor’s shoulders were. How soft his black hair looked.
He hurriedly dropped his gaze when Raptor glanced up at him.
Then they were off, Raptor leading the way to the elevator lobby.
Their gazes met while they were waiting for the elevator.
“Uriel’s real friendly with you omegas,” Raptor said.
Walren shrugged and pretended not to know what Raptor was talking about. After all, none of the alphas knew that Uriel was secretly an omega. “But he’s friendliest with Bruiser.”
Raptor laughed. “I think he jinxed himself, back at the apartment. Remind me to adjust my bet.”
Walren’s face scrunched up. “Your bet?”
The alpha lowered his voice. “We have a betting pool going on. Those two are going to end up together, whether they like it or not. My friends and I are betting on how and when.”
“Is that ethical?”
“None of us are allowed to set them up, if that’s what you’re worried about,” Raptor said. “It has to happen naturally, through whatever circumstances they find themselves in.”
Walren nodded. “Poor Uriel. He really doesn’t like Bruiser.”
Raptor shrugged, giving Walren a slow, toe-curling smile. “I’ll keep quiet about the cock illusion idea if you’ll do the same about my friends’ betting pool.”
“O-okay,” Walren said, forgetting to breathe when Raptor stepped closer.
Then the elevator chimed, shattering the moment. Walren wanted to pout.
Raptor smiled like he knew exactly what Walren had wanted.
In the elevator, Raptor turned to study Zebbie. “How old is he?”
Zebbie babbled and stared back at Raptor. “Wa wa.”
“Eleven months.” Walren shook himself mentally. Why was he telling Raptor about Zebbie? He should keep his distance, in case Raptor had plans to steal his son.
Except Raptor leaned in, giving Zebbie a warm smile. He came so close that Zebbie reached out and smacked him in the eye.
Walren squawked. “Zeb!”
But Raptor only laughed. “Such a feisty child!”
He scrunched up his face and blew a raspberry, only for Zebbie to giggle and kick his feet.
Raptor lit up with delight.
Walren stared. It was unfair, really, that Raptor could look this good without even trying.
Stop the horny thoughts!
Desperately, Walren tried to distract them both. “Did you sleep badly last night? You look exhausted.”
Raptor scuffed his shoe against the elevator floor. “Ah, an urgent project came up last night. I didn’t get to bed until a few hours ago.”
