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He smiled. “I don’t explain it. Most folks don’t see it.” He smiled at her as the stripes faded.
She blinked, and a distressed whine came out of her. “Put them back.”
He looked at her in surprise as the black marks appeared on his golden skin. She made a happy sound when he was back to normal, and then she jumped onto his lap with a happy shriek. She opened the shirt and then pressed against him, her breasts and belly against his skin. She hummed happily and felt an electric warmth moving through her.
He murmured, “I get it. Whatever makes the marks, you can feel it.”
She straightened and looked at him. “So, that’s what that is.”
“What are you feeling?”
“It’s making me stronger. Calmer. I always thought skin-to-skin was for babies.”
“Well, if you need the talk, I think I could manage it. When a little omega is in heat, and their alpha catches her ready scent, he finds them a nice safe place so that they can let loose, and he can defend it against other alphas who can also catch the scent, and then they fuck as often as possible until the heat runs its course.”
She looked at him and said, “Thanks. I had to do my last years of high school via correspondence because of the trial. That was helpful, Armand, but do we still get to go driving after this?”
“After your heat, you mean? Of course.” He grinned. “You can drive my B car.”
She had a thought. “Than, did Calliope agree to let Thera be in the video?”
“She did. I contacted Ford, and he is taking her to the greenscreen facility tomorrow, as you will be otherwise occupied.”
“Damn. I hate that I will miss that.” She was absently stroking Armand, and he was groaning.
Renner just lay against him, cuddling and stroking his arms. He stroked his hands through her hair and whispered, “The panic is gone?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. Come up here.”
“No.”
He paused. “What?”
“Nope.”
He threaded his hand into her hair. She muttered, “Fuck, I forgot about that.”
He slowly pulled her hair, tilting her head back. “Did you? I am fairly sure you remembered.”
She felt the quivering feeling in her belly and blinked. Fun and games never really entered her encounters with men. Armand looked like he wanted to play. A lot.
She blinked. “Holy shit. I just figured out why omegas can’t have day jobs. Alphas are a day job.”
Owen chuckled. “That is why I was so happy to get Mateo. I can sleep. I can travel. I can have a life.”
She grimaced. “Not helping, Owen.” She would have turned her head, but Armand had a grip. “My life is about to hit an iceberg.”
Armand paused and relaxed his grip. “Is that what you think?”
Mateo said, “Once she is officially categorized as an active omega, it restricts what she can do for a living. She can’t do anything public-facing and has to minimize her exposure to alphas.”
Armand cradled her against him with a thud. “I forgot about that.”
She raised a hand with her finger in the air. “I remembered.” She mumbled it against his chest. “Where’s my phone?”
Armand asked, “Why?”
