Mom's call

Asher's POV

I can't get the memory of the entire out of my mind, his teeth teasing my skin, his lips on my nipple, his fingers covered in my vanilla scent slick, the tension, the perfect synergy and then the ring on his finger.

“Oh my gosh Asher” I groan and run my fingers down my face.

I unlock the door of apartment I share with Aurora, and I find the omega standing there with her phone pressed to her ear.

“Oh my goodness, thank goddess! I was going to call the cops” she exclaims and rushes forward to give me a tight hug, I blink in confusion.

“Why what's wrong?“ I ask her.

“What do you mean what's wrong? You disappear with some stranger last night and you left your phone in the bathroom, oh did I mention, some weird men came looking for you this morning?“ Aurora yells with her scent spiking to show her displeasure.

She only ever yells when she's stressed, not because she's angry, I wince as I realize how much stress I put her through with my disappearing act.

“I'm really sorry, I just…I needed some time to breath” I say and I watch her face soften as she looks at me, “Asher, I know life isn't fun right now but hurting yourself won't help” she says.

“I'm not hurting myself” I say, avoiding to look in her eyes, she knows how much I have been enduring.

She knows how much I've been avoiding, how much heart break I've faced since my father passed, she has been there through it all.

“I believe you, okay, but please be careful” she says and presses her face into my neck to scent me, her little way of comforting herself.

Satisfied with my scent, she sighs before breaking the hug and pointing to the kitchen, “I made breakfast, go shower, you smell like calm but also like…hell” she says and wrinkles her nose, I know she doesn’t want to address that I still smell like sex.

“Of course, of course, mom” I tease before leaving for my small room.

I open the door and go straight to the bathroom to undress and wash up, I have to be at a modelling shoot in less than two hours and I need to be presentable as a photographer.

My frenzied movement comes to a stop when I stand in front of the mirror, fully naked with a towel around my waist, I let my eyes roam my body in the half glass.

There are hickeys on my skin, a reminder of what I did last night, I can still feel the ghost of his lips over rmy nipples and the way his fingers run over my skin, careful, experienced and perfect.

I shake my head at my reflection.

“Get yourself together Asher” I whisper and move away from the mirror to dress up.

“See? I didn't delay” I say as I rush back to our little kitchen to eat breakfast, “your phone has been buzzing for the last thirty minutes by the way” Aurora says and point to the phone.

I wince at the broken screen, I made a mess of the poor device, I was reckless last night, and it suffered for my crumbling state of mind.

Without being able to tell who’s on the line, I accept the call, and my entire body stiffens when I hear my mom’s voice on the other size.

“Honey” she says and I sigh, “Hi, mom”.

I have tried my best possible to avoid her, ignoring her texts and her calls…she never calls to know how I’m doing or what I’m going through. All she ever does is to pressure me about the marriage I don’t want to have.

“I gave carried you for nine months and trained you till now, is this how you repay me?” she asks and I stop myself from giving another sigh, “you haven’t come home in almost six months, Asher, six months since your father left us!” she continues her complains.

“Mom, I’ve been busy with life” I respond tiredly and Aurora gives me a sorry look as she clears the table, “you can’t be too busy for family, come home Asher, Uncle Vito wants to see you before the public engagement” she says and I draw in a sharp breath through my nose.

Of course…the engagement, the engagement, the fucking engagement!

“I’ll come home mom, I’ll be home by evening” I say through my teeth and my scent sours as she makes a small noise of her satisfaction.

“I forgot to tell you, honey, I married again” mom announces and my blood runs cold at the casual way she says it.

What?