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“As much as you want to give me.”
“You don’t look like the kind of guy that has to make propositions for women to spend the night with you. You could have snapped your fingers and had a woman tonight. Why do this?”
“I never said I couldn’t have another woman. I just don’t believe in spending my holidays with people that I’m not serious about.”
“We just met. We’re not serious either.”
“You’re what I need right now. Don’t ask me how I know; I just do.”
“Tell me, Omega. What do you normally do with women when they spend the night with you?”
“Is that a trick question?”
“No, I really want to know.”
“Well, I deal with three types of women. Category one is smash ‘em. Category two is date ‘em. Category three is wife her.”
Just as I suspect, he’s most likely a dog.
“And, let me guess. No woman has ever made it to the ‘wife her’ category.”
“No.”
“Just what I thought.”
“Do you want to know what category you are in?”
“I should be in the fake date category.” I chuckle. “I’m not in any of those categories.”
“Oh, I’m going to date you. Then, I’m going to make you my wife,” he says with certainty in his brown eyes peering into mine. The way he stares at me has me rattled. He doesn’t mention smashing, and I should be pleased, but for some reason, it leaves me a little disappointed. Momentarily, I forget we’re two people who just learned each other’s names while speed dating.
“Omega.” I shake my head to break free of the pull happening between us. “Don’t look at me like that?”
“You’re going to be my wife. I knew it the first time I saw you outside of your cousin’s reception. Our chemistry is there. It’s in the way I feel when you look at me, your mannerisms, everything about you fits perfectly with me. Like I said, I can’t explain it.”
I didn’t reply. How could I reply to a statement like that?
“Just stay around long enough, and I’ll prove it to you,” he says.
A part of me believes Omega is saying sugary things to get me in his bed. After all, isn’t that the point of me being here?
“Tell me about your family,” I say to change the subject.
“My mother, Joyce Ann Johnson, is as carefree as they come,” he begins. “She lets everything roll off her back. My father is a veteran. He doesn’t talk much, so he and my mother get along very well. Besides their love of vacationing and shopping, they enjoy doing home improvement projects.”
“They sound like nice people.”
“They really are. I’m close to both of them, though I haven’t been home in a while because I’m always working or thinking about work,” he says. “They gave me and my sister strong names. Her name is Alpharette, meaning ‘alpha girl,’ and of course, I’m Omega, which means ‘above all else.’ Together we are Alpha and Omega, and we’re here to leave our marks on the world.”
I laugh. “You guys are a far stretch from my bunch.”
“You have to get to know us, and you’ll like how chill my family is. We don’t like any type of drama; I think we’re allergic to it.”
“I’m sure I will enjoy meeting them for Christmas as part of our deal,” I remind him. “On the other hand, you’re going to be ready to call it quits after you meet my family. I don’t know if you’ll make it through Christmas dinner.” I shake my head at the thought of everyone sitting around Mom’s table saying whatever comes to their mind.
“Oh, Astalia, beautiful, I can handle your family. Besides, this is going to be more than a Christmas fling.”
“I know my family. You’ll be eating those words in ten more days.” I laugh, but it’s painful to make humor out of something that bothers me deeply.
