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Josh scowled at Nat. “You want to find out what happens when you push me?”
From the sudden flare of heat in Nat’s eyes, I would say the answer was ‘yes’, he did want to find out. Luckily for me – because I didn’t put it past Josh to follow through on his threat of… whatever it was he was threatening – the door opened and a couple more people came in.
“Rescue!” I said.
“Shame.” Nat pouted.
Josh – unsurprisingly – said nothing.
I got changed and chatted to the team around me.
“I’m ready for this. Got some energy I want to burn off.”
Sean, who had zero filter, asked, “Not been laid recently?”
“Nope,” I said.
I knew most alphas would rather die than admit they weren’t sex gods but I wasn’t that insecure. At least, not about that. I knew who I was and what I wanted. It wasn’t as though I hadn’t had offers. We’d all gone out clubbing two days ago and I’d had three omegas over the course of the night trying to get into my pants. One of them had actuallymanagedto get into my pants by sticking his hand down there and I’d had to fish it out and tell him I wasn’t interested.
It was just that I wanted the one omega who was out of my league.
Sean’s face crumpled into a frown, as though he couldn’t understand the idea of not getting laid.
“Like, how long haven’t you been laid for?”
I raised my eyebrows. “You want to make that an actual sentence, man?”
He didn’t. He tried to get me in a headlock instead and we tussled for a bit. Chris broke it up and we parted, grinning.
Apparently, though, Sean’s attention span was longer than I’d given him credit for. He asked, “So you haven’t got laid at all?”
“I told you I’m working on him.”
“Yeah, but… you could fuck someone else in the meantime.”
“I could but I don’t want to.”
“Why not?”
I smacked him with the back of my hand. “Because my sexuality doesn’t work that way, thanks for asking.”
“What do you mean it doesn’t work? Is your dick broken?”
If it was anyone but Sean, I’d think he was an asshole or taking the piss, but thiswasSean and he actually wanted to know. Zero filter. Low brain cell count. Curiosity. A deadly combination.
“My dick’s in perfect working order, thank you. I’m just saving it for my omega.”
“You mean the professor who won’t give you the time of day?”
My throat constricted a bit but I swallowed, trying to ease it. “We’re in the early stages.”
“Has he put out yet?”
“Is sex literally all you think about?”
Sean considered. “No, but I do think about it a lot.”
“Thanks for sharing.”
