I’m so confused. The way she looked at me after I said I didn’t want an Omega crushed me.I’m such an asshole.
As much as I’m worried about Kelsey and Cami hanging out together, I’m kinda glad they will be here soon. I need someone to talk to desperately. I can’t help but think I’m just fucking this all up.
I groan as I take a shower and wash the sweat and shame off my body. Why couldn’t she have just shut the goddamn door? Or told me to fuck off, or not look like she wanted my cock deep down her throat when I threatened her with it.
Could I try again with an Omega? Or a pack? I shudder at the thought of other Alphas touching Cami. Packs are rather standard in society for Omegas, and I just can’t wrap my head around it. If I want to cuddle with my Omega, I don’t want to share. I don’t want alternating date nights. I don’t want middle of the night arguments over trivial bullshit. I don’t want to feel left out and lesser than again, I just can’t do it.
Selfish.Fucking selfish. Another reason I don’t deserve Cami. So many people have been selfish with her over the past few years. She deserves partners who bend to her every need and make her feel like she never has to worry about anything.
I go to sleep thinking about how I can’t seem to do anything right lately, and how I’m going to make this right.
Cami spends the morning preparing the apartment for her guests. She completely ignores me. I said good morning to her, and she just acted like I was invisible. While it’s not the first time she has given me the silent treatment, it’s the first time that it truly weighs on me. I need to make things right between us.
She bangs the cabinets louder than she needs to as I sit at the island and she takes out margarita glasses and other serving places.
“Cami, are you going to talk to me?”
The chime from the doorman rings as she raises an eyebrow at me. “Maybe I should fill your mouth with something. You can’t say shit you don’t mean with your mouth full.”
My mouth gapes open. I know I look like a complete fool as she tells the doorman to allow Kelsey up. I don’t even get a moment to touch on what she just said as she waits by the door. It can’t even be two minutes when there’s a knock on the door.
Cami opens it with a huge smile on her face.
“You must be Kelsey,” she says.
“Oh my God, can I hug you?” my sister asks.
“Of course!” Cami leans forward and they embrace each other.
“Wow, this place is amazing! Thank you so much for having me. I’m so excited I finally get to meet you.”
“Do you want something to drink? Liv should be here pretty soon.”
“No, I’m good for now,” my sister responds and glances at me. “Oh, hey Ha—Smith,” she says, correcting herself.
“Do I get a hug?” I ask.
“I guess,” she says, acting put out as she walks over.
I hug her tightly against my chest. As much as Kelsey can drive me up a wall sometimes, I love her more than anyone.
“You’ve been taking care of yourself?”
“Yeah, things have been great.”
“How is the crochet going?”
Cami stands next to Kelsey now and her attention is on her answer. Kelsey’s cheeks flush as she nods her head. “Good, going fine.”
“Oh, I will have to see some pictures of the things you make.”
“I’d love to show you.”
Things are a little uncomfortable. I wonder if Kelsey is picking up the tension between Cami and me.
Cami’s phone buzzes erratically on the table and she picks it up to look at the caller ID. The way she looks frustrated, I know it has to be Garth.
“I have to take this, I’ll be right back,” Cami says to Kelsey apologetically as she walks over to her bedroom.
