My Best Friend Father's Omega
He moved to the counter beside me, reached past me for a mug, close enough that I caught his scent, cedar, warmth, something underneath it that my omega hindbrain recognized and immediately responded to, my pulse kicking up before I could stop it.
I took a step sideways and he noticed.
I turned to face him because turning away felt like losing something. He was dressed already I'm dark shirt, sleeves rolled, grey eyes steady on my face, and he looked exactly like he always looked. Like last night had left no mark on him at all.
"Last night was a mistake,"my voice came out small.
He looked at me.
"It can't happen again." I kept my voice even. "I live here and chloe is my best friend. What hap
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