Page 98 of Lexi


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“So, we’ve got a couple of stalkers for Alphas?” I ask Emmett.

“As long as they’re not going to kill us when they’re done, it might not be all that bad,” Emmett says.

“You two fascinate me.” Sloane cocks his head. “Two Omegas in a relationship. You don’t see that much. How long have you two been together?”

“It’s new,” I answer. “A few months now.”

“For her.” Emmett chuckles. “I’ve been obsessed with this woman for five years.”

My cheeks blush as Aiden chuckles. “I know the feeling.” And now I’m on fire.

I can’t believe Aiden has been searching for me for so long. Both he and his brother were looking for Silva and me. I guess this scent-match-bond thing really is powerful if you can feel the pull toward someone from just a photo.

Aiden smiles at me softly, and damn it, my heart goes crazy. He really is good looking.

“Why did it take so long for the two of you to get together?” Aiden asks.

“We were best friends first. Hit it off from the start.” Emmett grins at me. “But Lexi is older than me. She saw me as a teenager rather than a man who could give her everything she needed.”

“Hey! I did not.” I glare at him.

“It’s okay.” He winks. “I knew I had to prove myself to her. And I hope I have.”

“He’s full of shit. I saw him as a best friend because I was closed off to love. My past fucked with my head, and I wasn’t looking for anyone in that way. He was what I needed him to be,whenI needed it. A best friend at first. As time went on, I started seeing him in a new way. Eventually, I pulled my head out of my ass, told him how I felt, and the rest is history.” I say all of this while looking down at my plate.

“Younger? How young?” Sloane asks.

“Lexi is thirty-one. I’m twenty-five.”

“Shit, Aiden. We’re robbing the cradle,” Sloane groans. “What would my mother think?”

“Nothing, because she’s dead,” Aiden snorts.

“Right.” Sloane grins. “So, older lady, huh?” Sloane chuckles. “Nice. I got me an older man, too.”

“You’re thirty-five, I’m thirty-six. I don’t think a year's difference counts as an age gap.”

“No, but it does when you act like a fifty-year-old man who spends his time talking to the birds in the park.”

“Oh, fuck off. I do not.” Aiden shoves at him, making Sloane laugh.

“So how did you two meet? How long have you been together?”

“It’s been, what, ten years now?” Sloane asks Aiden, and Aiden nods. “He was in Savannah, Georgia, where I’m from, on a case with his brother. He came into the bar where I’d go every day after work. I was working as an investigator at the time. Anyway, he came in for a drink. I thought he was the hottest man I’ve ever seen. I flirted, we had a one-night stand, and the next morning we exchanged numbers. After he told me what he did for a living, I think I lasted, what? Another month at my job before I quit and went to work for you and your brother?”

Aiden smiles softly, shaking his head. “I knew the moment I laid eyes on him that he was a forever kind of person. He’s kept me on my toes. Never a dull moment with him.”

“How about you two?” Sloane asks, pointing between Emmett and me.

“I was living in Utah before I came to Widows Peak. I came here at nineteen, in need of a fresh start. I heard about a town that was a safe haven for Omegas, and it was my last chance to start over. Thankfully, it wasn’t a dream. Not even ten minutes after arriving here, I was brought to the club Lexi owns with her sister and their friends. The moment I looked at Lexi, I was head over heels for her.” Emmett smiles over at me, and my stomach flutters. “I never dreamed that a girl like her would ever see me as anything more than some young dumb kid. That didn’t stop me from becoming her best friend, though. We hit it off, and five years later, here we are.”

“What made you change your mind?” Aiden asks me. “From being friends to something more?”

Now we are getting into the personal things. Normally, I’d tell someone it’s not their business. I don’t know them, don’t trust them.

Yet as I sit here with them, I find myself wanting to spill all my life secrets while we’re cuddled on the couch like one big happy pack.

I rub at my chest, hating these new feelings because they conflict with what I believed for years.