The Omega's Triplet Hybrids
I ask, and maybe it came out a bit … accusatory.
“Ty, what the hell? Are you asking her if she shoplifts,” Vic barks out, defending her.
She snorts. Honest to God, snorts as she laughs. Little bumps break out all over my skin.
“My brothers married very well, extremely well. Their Omega is uhm, well she’s a billionaire and we’re very close. She loves to spoil me as I learn about life here,” she says, as my jaw nearly drops.
I normally have an excellent poker face, very few people surprise me. Yet that’s all she seems to be doing. Vic and I respond at the same time.
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