Page 148 of Sweetheart: Part Two


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“Have you?” Vex asked.

“No. But that’s not the point. You’re the omega—and didn’t you say you dated rich guys?”

“Sure.” She shrugged. “But I don’t exactly trust a beta dude I’d met for two dates to manage nesting. That’s a bit personal.”

I frowned as I squeezed mustard on my hot dog and tried to come up with a followup question that wouldn’t sound suspicious. “It uh… never got serious, then?”

“God no.” She peered up at me from her fries. “All fun. I wanted a night where I could forget I was poor as shit and they wanted to bang an omega. Perfectly mutual, nothing serious.”

Ebony, who had—unbeknownst to Vex—just arrived behind her with his tray, froze, his eyes narrowed. The paper cup in his hand crumpled, shooting pop everywhere.

I coughed loudly and changed the subject before he could get out his pen and pad and demand she write out names and addresses.

Love caught Ebony by the arm as we followed Vex from the cafeteria. I stepped past them, but not too late to miss him hissing, “If there’s a list, theycannotgo on it.Doyou under—?”

I hurried out, knowing I might lose Vex otherwise, but I was stifling my grin.

When I next spotted Ebony, he looked sour.

“Oh myGod!” Vex leaped onto the bed in the centre of the room. It had a big black skull and crossbones headboard. “This is theBESTroom yet!”

Shit.

Again?

I sat next to her, tugging her into my arms. “Vex, if you don’t tell us what about itisthe best, Love will have the whole room delivered and set up before we can even make it home.”

“I don’t… know,” she whined. The further we got into the city of nests, the more she seemed to be devolving into a primal fluff-obsessed omega. “It’s everything. I wantallof it.”

“Okay. We’ll get you all of it.”

She sat up, staring at me, suddenly confused. “But not the lamps, right?”

“Um… Not if you don’t want them.”

“And the blankets aren’t the best.”

I nodded, fighting my grin and shooting a glance at Ebony and Love. Ebony was jotting things down on the notepad.

“Okay. Not the lamps. Not the blankets. Everything else.”

“And the dressers and stuff. I liked the ones in the space room better.”

I nodded.

“No dressers. Everything else.”

The pout on her face, mixed with her glare, was the most precious thing in the whole world. “You’re making fun of me.”

“I’m certainly not.” I drew her closer. “We’re just trying to get it right. No wall colour, no blankets, no dresser. Everything else.”

“Okay…” She swallowed, her voice fragile. “Maybe I just like the headboard.”

I coughed to contain my laugh. “That’s okay. We’ll just get the headboard.”

THIRTY-NINE

VEX

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