Page 52 of Gigi and the Gym Rats

Then again, Ronin offered… a threesome with him and Grey.

Would Grey be interested?

What might he be thinking?

Did Ronin meet him again after yesterday night?

Doing my best to keep busy, I’ve jogged, gone to work, had a class, studied, and yet I can’t stop thinking about Ronin’s expression as he came.

And it’s jostling against memories of kissing Casey, and being with Zayne, and… it’s getting crowded inside my head.

No matter how exciting it seems, a threesome with Grey is probably a bad idea. I still can’t stop thinking about him, though I don’t know if he could be my man anymore. He’s obviously attracted to alpha men rather than beta women. Could he be into beta women, too?

This is getting complicated.

I rub at my face. I should refill my birth control pills prescription, just in case. Who knows? Maybe I will have sex again someday. Someday soon. It’s just…

I just don’t know what I’m doing.

What I should do is ask my girlfriends for help. They know people. They could keep an eye out for a suitable beta for me. Widening the pool, as it were.

Yeah, this new plan sounds good. Solid. A threesome might throw my entire masterplan off-axis, and?—

“This won’t work!” a female voice snaps outside my bedroom door, and I blink.

Sophie? She’s back? Jumping off the bed, I throw my door open and stare at the strange scene in the hall.

Yeah, there’s Sophie, dressed in a dark suit, pants and jacket, obviously just arrived from work, her small suitcase standing just inside her bedroom door.

And there’s also Casey, arms crossed over his chest, frowning at her.

“I can’t afford to go into a rut,” Sophie is now saying, looking more frustrated than angry. “I need to be able to come home from work and rest, not find myself constantly aroused and unable to concentrate?—”

“What’s going on?” I ask, but neither of them seems to hear me.

“I’m using suppressants and blockers every day,” Casey mutters. “Ronin isn’t complaining. Why?—?”

“Maybe Ronin is too busy sniffing at any passing ass. Maybe he’s attuned to another omega, what do I know?” Sophie throws her hands in the air. “Point is, your suppressants and blockers aren’t working, and this isn’t working out for me.”

“I can’t afford another place right now,” Casey says, his eyes glittering. “I’ve already paid rent and brought in my things.”

“Then go back to your family.”

“Sophie,” I whisper, shocked.

“I can’t go back!” He shakes his head. “Can’t go back. I won’t be forced into a pack I don’t care for, dammit.”

Oh no.I reach for him. “Casey…”

With another shake of his head, he goes into his room and slams the door shut.

So I turn to Sophie. “Are you all right?”

She sighs. “I know I sound like the wicked witch of the West, but I’m just being honest. This is my home. And my life. I mean, can’t you smell him?”

“No,” I say. “Okay, sometimes. Faintly.”

I don’t tell her that it’s when he’s close to me, on top of me, our mouths crushed together.

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