His gentle aura is basically the complete opposite of Blue’s porcupine energy.
Without really thinking about it, I follow his instructions, shrugging off my jacket and shirt until I’m left in nothing but a thin cotton undershirt stretched over my muscles.
"I might need a longer measuring tape for muscles like these," the omega jokes. "By the way, I’m Benny."
"Hey, Benny. I’m Gabe."
I shake his hand, and the touch feels nice, enough to send a tiny shiver through me that only confirms our compatibility is strong, maybe even a little stronger than a normal Half Mate connection.
Of course, none of that actually moves me, because no matter what, I still wouldn’t be interested in him. Somehow,weirdly enough, I think my subconscious already picked a different direction, whether I want it to or not, even though it doesn't make sense at all.
Unfortunately for Benny, he just doesn’t compare to Blue, but I can admit he’s definitely a pleasant distraction from my otherwise boring schedule.
Smiling brightly, Benny starts taking measurements, and naturally I notice Blue’s attention shifting toward us almost immediately. He’s definitely not focused on his emails anymore, and starts to stare the whole time Benny works, with this weirdly tense look in his eyes.
But why would he be tense?
Benny’s soft fingers slide across my shoulder while he carefully measures me and types notes into his phone.
"You have really good proportions. A tux is going to look incredible on you," he declares.
His other hand lightly steadies me by the elbow before slowly moving up to my bicep, and well… it feels nice.
Touch is not something I often experience, and I love it so much.
So even something this small feels weirdly sweet to me, like an unexpected candy treat.
"You must work out a lot to look like this," he says quietly, though I’m pretty sure Blue can hear every word.
"Before I became a bodyguard, I fought in underground clubs," I mutter before I even think about it.
"Wow… so you can fight?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe you should just exchange numbers already," Blue suddenly interjects. "There’s obviously chemistry between you two."
His voice sounds calm only on the surface.
Benny laughs softly, clearly taking Blue’s words at face value and completely missing the dry edge underneath them.
"I really shouldn’t flirt while I’m working, but it’s hard to resist when you run into a body this unfairly perfect," the omega adds with a bright smile.
Blue’s lips twitch slightly, like he wants to say something, but then his jaw clenches and he stays silent. He’s not interested in me, so it’s not his business after all. Right?
"Now I need your leg measurements," Benny informs me as he kneels directly in front of me.
I lower my eyes to his soft chocolate-colored gaze and immediately feel heat rushing into my cheeks.
I pull off my pants, and a second later my crotch, trapped inside tight boxer briefs, is directly in front of Benny’s face.
His eyes widen, his mouth parts too, instinctively, like he almost said wow out loud.
Then he just freezes there, staring.
Blue suddenly asks, "Is there a problem?"
His tone is sharp as hell.
