“Thank you.” I chew on my lower lip. “But what about the two downstairs?”
He blinks a few times. “Lexi, was I just dreaming, or are we both—meandyou—scent matched to two insanely attractive Alphas?”
“Not a dream,” I sigh heavily. “What do we do?”
“I know our first instinct is to kick them out and send them packing. But can you tell me for certain that’s what you want?”
“No,” I groan. “And I’m blaming it on the scent match bullshit.”
“Same,” he chuckles.
“I feel guilty.” I chew on my lower lip.
“Why? Because you feel like you want to go rub against them like a cat in heat?” He cocks a brow. “It’s okay, baby, I do too.”
“Oh my god.” I laugh, covering my hands with my face. “How is this even our lives?”
“We’ve been tucked away from the real world for a while. Rightly so, because the real world is crazy. But we’re Omegas, and most Omegas often crave Alphas. We don’t. We could have spent our whole lives without them, but the universe had other plans for us. Now, we can give them a chance to prove that they’re not like the people who did us dirty in our past, or wecouldrefuse them and deal with the fallout together. It won’t be easy, though. Scent bonds are serious things that we can’t cut ties from. ”
“Why do I want to trust them?”
“It’s biology, babe,” he sighs. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“No.” I shake my head. “If anything, I hurt them.”
“Oh, really?” He raises a brow. “Do tell.”
“I thought I did last night.” My brows furrow.
He thinks for a moment and snorts. “Right. Sorry, I was distracted by the scent match part. So, you really threw hot chocolate in Aiden’s face and kneed Sloane in the balls?”
“Yes.” I wince.
“My badass baby.” He kisses my forehead. “He deserved worse. They both did! Who follows an Omega that’s on their own? Stupid men.”
“Emmett,” I whisper.
“Yes, baby?”
“Are we really doing this? Giving them a chance?”
“If you want to, yes. If you don’t, I’ll ask them to leave right now.”
Knowing that they’re also Emmett’s Alphas helps take a lot of the worry away.
“Wait.” My brows furrow. “How do you feel about being with two men?”
He grins. “You know I’m Bi. I just stopped seeing anyone else in any other way than friendly the moment I met you.”
“You know how to make a girl's heart explode, you know that, right?” I grumble.
“Only your heart, baby,” he murmurs. “It’s the only one that matters.”
“I can’t help it.” I close my eyes. “Stop being so cute.”
“Never,” he chuckles. “Now, get that sexy ass up and let’s go get my babies fed.” He rolls me over and slaps my ass. I giggle, burying my face into the pillow, feeling a burst of joy for the unknown for the first time in a long while.
Emmett changes while I brush my teeth, then I pull on a pair of Emmett’s boxers and one of his baggy T-shirts.
