“I’m sorry, Skylar,” I said, not wanting to cause a bigger fuss. “I’ll see you around. Maybe.”
I heard the door slam behind me as I made my way back to my car.
“Damn it,” I mumbled.
* * *
Stupid.
I was a big fucking stupid idiot.
What was I thinking, running my fat mouth like that? No wonder Skylar got so upset. I’d laid bare what he wanted to keep secret, like I was picking at a raw, open wound.
I groaned and let my forehead slump against the steering wheel. I’d driven home, because I didn’t want to seem creepy by having my meltdown in Skylar’s apartment parking lot. I bumped my head against the wheel over and over again, mentally chantingstupidevery time.
I kept seeing flashes of his crying face in my mind, which made my heart hurt. I never wanted to see him in pain, much less be the cause of it. I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut, could I?
I was glad Kaden got home, at least. I trusted Skylar’s friend and roommate to help calm him down.
Even if they’re both probably shit-talking me behind my back. Hell, I deserve it.
Now I wondered how long I could stand to be apart from Skylar. Since saving him from the street the other night, he was all my mind focused on.
Maybe all I needed was to go home, melt on the couch and fry my brain with videogames for the rest of the night. Anything to keep my thoughts off that damned omega.
That damned adorable, kind, funny omega.
“Shit,” I mumbled.
No, I wasn’t falling for Skylar. I couldn’t be. We barely knew each other. We were friends-of-friends, acquaintances.
Except we weren’t anymore, and both of us knew it. I’d saved Skylar not once but twice from physical danger, and Skylar had trusted me with his dark secret that he refused to tell anyone else.
My mind drifted to that stupid alpha Axel. My stomach burned hot with anger. He had no right to lay his hands on Skylar, even if Skylar was the one who initiated it. He didn’t deserve Skylar. Skylar deserved better.
Like you?my mind spat at me.
I paused at the thought.
“Yeah,” I said out loud to myself. “Maybe like me.”
A ridiculous idea popped into my head, bright and glaring and refusing to disappear. If Skylar was so desperate for an alpha to get him pregnant that he was willing to sleep with Axel, then whycouldn’tit be me?
I lifted my head from the wheel, staring through the windshield as the idea became more and more appealing.
There’s just one problem, genius,my mind retorted.Skylar could already be pregnant with Axel’s child.
I mulled over that for a bit. It wasn’t set in stone yet. One night of sex, even unprotected, didn’t guarantee anything. It would be about two weeks before Skylar could take a pregnancy test and know for certain.
If he was pregnant, good. It was what he wanted, and in that case, he didn’t need me.
But if he wasn’t…
Are you really okay being a sperm donor? What if he doesn’t want you in the kid’s life? Are you okay with that?
The doubts raced through my mind, rattling around in my skull like a cacophony of noisy crows.
But the one thing I knew for certain was that I wanted to help Skylar. Nothing else seemed important.
