Omega’s Project
, he couldn’t even bother reading my text.
“Are you even listening?” Liam said, pouting.
“Yeah, I am,” I said, “the omega you met at the club.”
Liam frowned.
“What?” I arched my brow.
Liam scoffed. “You were not listening.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, “what were you saying?”
As Liam began, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up.
Gerard: Let’s meet up at your lounge.
My heart tripped. Pushing my plate away, I jolted up, my chair scraping against the floor.
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