Page 26 of Knot Their Boo
“Last night definitely wasn’t their first time in that situation. Rhian said he’s single, but like… it looked like maybe he wasn’t all that single. But we haven’t talked about it either,” I explain my confusion fully, and she pauses, grunts, and then sighs.
“Why’d you call me, Sugarbat? Just call him. He’s got all the answers, not me, babes,” Plum says like I’m a silly goose, and I groan.
“I don’t wanna,” I whine, shoving the last tray of cookies in the oven and setting the timer, before taking the call off speaker and pressing my phone to my ear.
“Okay, then wait for your date to start, and make it extra awkward. Say ‘Hey Rhian, I know you’ve had this little thing going on with Taron, well he fingered me in a supply closet after I caught the two of you together, but I’m so happy to be on this dirty little date!’ Or something along those lines,” she mocks, but it makes me giggle, and I relax slightly. That is, until an unexpected voice joins the chat.
“You look so fucking sexy, omega” a deep male voice growls through the phone, and I pull it away from my face, checking the name. Right, definitely called Plum, so who the fuck was that?
“Uh, Plum?” I ask, eyebrows in my hairline.
“Shhh! Sable called!” she hisses, sounding muffled like she tried to cover the mic.
“Ope, I can go if–”
“No. Just…ignore that. Listen, you need to stop hiding. Pretending something didn’t happen, or that not facing something will make it go away, isn’t making your life better. Call the man. Love you, bye!” Plum ends the call without letting me get another word in, and I groan.
I toss my phone on the counter, wincing at the thud it makes, before folding in half against the countertop.
Rhian. Taron, and Colter. Oh, my.
What the hell am I doing?
Plum is right though. I can’t keep hiding.
Rhian
I’m staring at the phone screen again as three little dots appear and disappear, when it starts ringing. I can’t help but grin as I answer.
“Sable.”
“Uh, hey, Rhian. I, um, thought we should talk.” She struggles a little, but I like her nervousness. Does it mean she cares? I hope so.
“About what?” I ask, propping myself against the barn door.
“Last night. Taron. Uh, you and him, and just…all of it,” she rushes, and my grin widens. Good, she’s not running away. This is progress.
“Taron and I flirt sometimes. We’re not together, if that's what you’re wondering,” I tell her, wishing she were here so I could see the way she reacts to this information.
“He fingered me last night,” she says quickly, like she was fighting to hold that in. I thought they’d do more, honestly. Fuck, I bet they looked so hot together. Her scent was so fucking incredible, I went home and jerked off in the shower, picturing the two of them…
“Did you come, Pretty Girl?”
“Rhian!” Sable gasps, voice breathy and sexy as hell. Taron wouldn’t have left that supply closet without making Sable come. I bet he went home and fucked the same hand he used to make her come.
“Sable,” I growl, cock straining against the zipper of my work jeans. Fuck, I can’t wait to get my hands on her tonight. I was going to take her to dinner, but after getting caught with Taron last night, plans changed. I called Taron first to see if he was into my idea. Let's just say, I don't know who’s more excited about this date.
“That's not why I called,” she says after a long pause. “I–I just…” she trails off, voice shaking, and I hate that I’m the reason she’s so anxious right now. I want to reassure her.
“You just needed to know that I’m not in love with Taron and using you as a placeholder, or something else equally fucked up?” I ask gently, hoping that if I say it bluntly, she’ll calm down for me. I want tonight to be incredible for all of us, not just me.
“You’re an omega, he’s an alpha…” she murmurs, and I can hear her self-doubt in the way her voice trembles. Fuck, I wish I could hug her right now.
“Do you like me, Sable?” I ask, trying not to rush this. I need her to believe me.
“I do.” Her words are a delicate whisper, almost as if she's preparing for rejection.
“Good, because I like you too. Do you like Taron?”
