“No.” Emmett shakes his head. “I don’t think so. It’s equal parts of their Omegas. Why wouldn’t they be thrilled?”
“Because they don’t know us. How can it feel so perfect, so right? There has to be some sort of catch.”
“Normally, I’d agree with you on that. But they’ve already shown us the small things that other people might consider a flaw, but I don’t.”
“Like what?”
“Like Sloane as a whole,” Emmett chuckles. “I find him fascinating. I wouldn’t change him for anything. He is perfect the way he is. Some people might think he’s too much, and that’s okay. Not everyone is for everyone.”
“I agree. What about Aiden?” I haven’t seen anything that would cause worry.
“Babe, he pretty much stalked you for years.”
“What?” I laugh.
“He’s been looking for you foryears. Spent a lot of time and energy on you. We think it’s fucking sweet as hell and down right romantic. To someone else, it might seem like overkill, or even that he is mentally unstable.”
My lips part and I gape at him before snorting out a laugh. “Okay, you got me there.”
“No one is perfect. We sure as fuck aren’t. It’s about finding the people who see those imperfections and love you anyway. Hell, they love you because of them. That's how I see our pack. It’s a bizarre connection, but we work.”
“When did you get so wise, my dear Omega?”
“Since birth.” He winks.
Emmett takes me to the bathroom and runs a bath with bubbles and relaxing music. I’m in this bubble of content happiness.
We don’t speak, just enjoy being in each other's company. Emmett undresses me, then gets naked himself. Nothing in this moment is sexual. It’s just the man of my dreams taking care of me like he always does.
He brushes my hair for me before helping me into the tub.
We’re there for around five minutes before I speak. He’s behind me, my back against his front as he lazily runs his fingers up and down my arm.
“I’ve been dying to know... what happened with you and Sloane today?”
Emmett’s chuckle is soft, his chest shaking with the sound. “He helped me move. And well, he somehow ended up finding one of my sex toys.”
“No way,” I gasp. “What did he do?”
“It’s Sloane,” he chuckles like we’ve known this man and how he’s been acting for years. “He made a joke, but I was so embarrassed. He was so damn sweet and comforted me. One thing led to another, and he sucked my cock.”
Heat floods my stomach at the thought. “How was it?”
“Amazing,” he sighs. “It took everything in me not to cry after.”
Turning my head, I kiss his arm. “I’m happy for you, baby.” I know being able to feel something sexual again, for not only a man, but a male Alpha, is a big deal to him. It tells me these men really are the right fit for us. “So how did he get that bite mark if his face was between your legs?” I ask, smiling against his arm.
“That was after. We ended up kissing, and something inside me kind of snapped. I can’t explain it. It was like my mind and body wanted to claim what was mine.”
“I know the feeling,” I murmur, my voice low.
“Is that how you marked Aiden?”
“I can’t believe I did that.” I close my eyes.
“What happened?”
“He was just being his normal Aiden, sweet as hell, in the bookstore, and I started crying. He asked to hug me. Then we went to sit in the reading area with the couches. I was on his lap, arousal took over me, and well, I kind of dry humped him until we both came in our pants.”
