The Male Omega's True Mate
Before I can stop and think, I quickly send Jimmy a message.
As I’m typing, my mate leans towards me and asks, “Are you asking Jimmy where he was?”
With my focus on my phone, I nod and hum, “Yeah.”
Tommy walks quietly past us into the living room. As he plops down on the couch, he huffs, “Well, he isn’t much of a friend if he keeps blowing you off. What is this? The third time he has done this since you and Finn have mated.”