Just because you're an Omega doesn’t mean you can’t be asked to leave. If you pose a risk to anyone's safety, no matter your designation, you’re not welcome.
I watch Emmett long after Silva is gone.
Maybe she’s right. I should talk to him. Tell him how I feel.
It’s not like he’s going to reject me, right?
Sure, he hasn’t outright told me he has feelings for me, but he’s shown me in so many other ways.
Our friendship isn’t your typical one. While we don’t have sex, it’s like we’re practically dating.
He comes over all the time and cooks for me. We pretty much hang out any time we’re both free. We’re each other's shoulder to cry on and vent to.
I have my sister too, but I’ve been opening up to Emmett more than Silva lately. I feel like I’m a burden to her. She worries too much about everyone around her. I don’t want her to worry about me, too. She already has a lot on her plate. She deservesto worry about herself and find her own happiness, not fixate on my failure of a love life.
I might not trust Alphas, but it doesn’t mean I don’t crave a pack.
I’ve gotten used to taking care of myself for the most part. I’ve been independent for a long time.
Still, when I’m lying in bed alone at night, I crave to have someone in bed next to me. To hold me, kiss me, touch me. Love me.
I’m not alone in life, I have my sister, my friends, Emmett.
But inside my heart, I feel empty and alone.
If I tell Emmett my feelings and it doesn’t work out, I don’t think I could handle losing him.
“I think that should be good for now,” Emmett grunts, stabbing the pile of dirt with the shovel, leaving it sticking out of the ground. “I’ll get the flowers planted tomorrow. Just let me give this fertilizer some water, and let it settle for the night.”
“Thank you again for doing this. You know, I could have done it myself, though.” I laugh.
He gives me one of those smiles that makes my heart stop and my thighs slick. Thank god he’s too far away to smell the peaches and cream scent that I’m sure is coming off me in waves.
He shrugs. “I had the day off. May as well get something done with the time.”
Emmett works as a bouncer at Club 21. It was the first job he had after coming to Widows Peak.
I knew he wanted to work at the club to be near me. At the time, I thought it was endearing. A young man with a harmless crush on me. What I didn’t expect was for that sweet, silly, funny man to grow up to be my best friend.
And to really grow into his body. He’s always been attractive, but fuck me, when I say he’s a man, everything about Emmett Walker is all man.
“Still. Let me at least make supper this time as a thank you,” I offer, moving to stand.
As soon as I make it to my feet, a wave of dizziness hits me hard, causing my head to spin and my ass to fall back into the chair.
“Lexi!” Emmett’s shout is full of worry as he rushes across the backyard towards me.
Keeping my eyes closed, I hold my head in my hands. “I’m okay,” I groan, as a wave of nausea hits me.
“No. You’re not,” he insists. “Lexi, this is the third time this week you’ve almost fainted.”
“It’s the heat. I’m fine,” I reply stubbornly.
“Maybe so. But please, for me, can we go get you checked out?”
Opening my eyes, I find his blue, worried ones staring back at me.
This man has me wrapped around his finger. And I know I can’t say no to him because the idea of making him worry about me makes me feel like I’m disappointing him.
