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“Don’t overdo it,” I finish, knowing he has energy building up that he needs to get rid of.

“I won’t,” he tells me, before he leaves the room.

A few seconds later, the front door opens and closes.

He’s gone for a run. He doesn’t even want to be around her.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he stayed out until she was done for the day.

Chapter forty-three

Rueben

Cleaning is gross when there’s actually grime involved. It gives me the shivers. Thankfully, Bishop’s a total clean freak so we’re basically wiping down surfaces that are already sparkling.

“So, do you need to work when you get home?” I ask.

She looks at me from across the table. “Uh … yeah, a little bit.”

“What does that look like?”

I imagine it must look like Scarlett sitting on her bed with her guitar, because I have no idea what song-writing actually involves.

She flushes a little, and I realize she’s not wearing makeup today.

That’s kind of strange. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her without it.

I like it. Feels like she’s more herself, more stripped back.

“Oh … Um, I have some audio files to edit,” she murmurs, shrugging.

“So, computer stuff, then?”

“I guess,” she agrees.

Clearly, she doesn’t want to talk about that.

I doubt she wants to talk about the guy who just left her.

What does that leave?

“Have you seen anything good on TV lately?”

“I saw the latest episode of Alpha Island,” she says, “but I wouldn’t call it good.”

“It was crazy, but you’re right, it’s not actually good.”

“You watch that show?”

She looks surprised.

“I’m a bit of a channel surfer, so I end up watching bits of everything,” I admit. “I just happened to catch that one mid-Omega reveal, which I have to say I found pretty attention-grabbing.”

It was staged, and scripted, clearly, but something about it had me glued to the screen.

Omegas are so damn rare. I’ve never met one in my life.

The Alpha who smelled her perfume looked completely besotted.

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