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I perk up. “Are you even allowed to tell me that?”
“Probably not, but if you start crying I might actually stop functioning.”
This makes me smile. “I thought gay men were supposed to be good at this sort of thing?”
“How many times have I told you not to put me in a box?” he huffs. “I can be emotionally incapable if I want to be. Now, do you want to hear or not?”
“Well, obviously,” I scoff.
“So, there’s a podiatrist on the seventh floor who is... way too into his job.”
I lift my head, furrowing my brow. “What do you mean?”
“Feet pictures, Mack.Feetpictures.”
“Ew.” I grimace. “Oh my God. Not that bald guy who’s always haunting Radiology?”
“Maybe he likes them insideandout.”
“That’s disgusting. But I like it. Tell me another.”
“Someone uses one of the terminals in the nurses’ station to watch porn every Thursday night.”
“No.”
“Yep. I’ve been trying to catch them for weeks. My money is on Kevin the creepy janitor.”
“Oh, he wouldn’t—” I remember the way he’d seemed so pleased to have found Noah and me practically making out in a closet, and I reconsider. “You know, maybe.”
Of course, now I’m thinking about Noah and me in a closet.Which means I’m thinking about Noah. Which means I’m depressed again.
I drop my forehead to the bar top. “I really liked him, Parker. I thought it was just dumb alpha stuff, but I think I reallylikedhim. I thought he liked me too.”
“Honestly,” Parker sighs. “So did I. You should have seen him that day when you were going into heat. He was like... almost predatory. I actually thought he might rip my arm off for touching you when he found us together.”
“Sowhydid he drop me right after? Was he just after sex this whole time?”
Parker frowns. “That doesn’t really fit to me. I mean, you guys did it alot, right?”
“Basically,” I groan. “Maybe it was an omega thing? He heard what I was and was biding his time until I went into heat?”
“Do you really think that’s it?”
I think back—remembering the careful way he’d held me in the moments where I wasn’t in a fever dream–like state. I remember his soft words and his softer touch, practically still able to feel his fingers brushing lightly against my skin.
I’m not letting you get away from me, Mackenzie.
“No,” I answer quietly. “That doesn’t feel right.”
“Not to mention all the coupley shit you told me you’ve been doing with him the last couple of weeks. Maybe it really was just as he said,” Parker offers. “Maybe he just couldn’t handle the stress of it all. The guy was already a workaholic. Now he’s going to be chief of staff? Maybe he was afraid he couldn’t keep up with it all. You know how men are. They think they’re being noble when half the time, they’re just being stupid.”
“Maybe,” I sigh.
I can feel my eyes welling with tears, and it’s harder to fight them off with the alcohol in my system. I feel Parker’s hand at my back, rubbing a soothing circle, and I reach over my shoulder to pat his hand, grateful that he’s here.
“Want to hear more internet gossip?”
I nod feebly. “Please.”
