Page 3 of The Omega's Marine


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“Come on,” the alpha said, voice low. “You know you want it.” He grabbed the omega’s shoulder and tried to pull him closer.

Walker growled, rushing forward.

Before he could do anything, the omega snorted, then kneed the alpha in the balls. “Don’t just grab people, Alphahole.”

The man went down fast, clutching his crotch.

Walker laughed, and the omega looked over his shoulder.

“I guess you don’t need any help?” Walker asked.

The man cocked his head. “Aren’t you busy with the twins?”

Walker grinned and moved to stand beside him, nudging the alpha curled up on the ground. “That’s not my style. Nice moves you have there.”

“My brother gave me some lessons.” His dark eyes reflected the flames from the bonfire. “I’m Fernando.”

“I’m Walker.” Walker nodded toward the waves. “Wanna get out of here?”

Fernando made a face. “It’s cold, and I’m not walking in the dark with a stranger.”

Walker laughed. “Okay, can’t blame you for being smart.” He waved to a few chairs closer to the hotel. “How about there?”

Fernando nodded. “I can scream really loud. Someone should hear me if you try anything.”

Walker shook his head and hid his grin. He should probably feel insulted, but the man was adorable.Is it strange that I find his suspicious behavior a sign of intelligence?

They walked together to the lounge chairs and sat. The crowd around the fire was getting larger, and someone started playing music.

“Are you on spring break too?” Fernando asked, brow raised as he looked Walker up and down.

“No.” Walker laughed gruffly. “No money for college after high school.”

“There’s scholarships and financial aid,” Fernando said.

Walker smiled. He sounded so concerned. Walker wanted to rub away the little furrow between the omega’s brows. “Didn’t know anything about that. Our school counselor was shit.”

Fernando nodded, looking so serious. “Mine was really good, but I’ve heard some horror stories from my friends. What do you do?”

“I’m a marine – a combat engineer.” Walker smiled. “It’s hard work, but I love it.”

“My brother was in the Navy,” Fernando said. “He says the same thing about it. How long have you been in?”

“Seven years,” Walker said. “I joined up right after high school. What about you? I take it you’re here on spring break?”

Fernando sighed and propped his chin on his fist. “Yeah. It’s my last semester of school, so I need to find a job. My friends dragged me with them since this is our last spring break.”

“Major?”

“Education,” Fernando smirked. “Middle school.”

Walker winced and leaned back in his chair. “I don’t envy you.”

“That’s what everyone keeps telling me.” Fernando laughed.

“We’re pretty different, huh?”

Fernando gave him a small smile. “Yeah. I’ve seen that look in my brother’s eyes a time or two. When do you deploy?”