Page 51 of The Heat of Us

Why not both?

Five minutes later a voucher came through for a fancy doughnut chain. The dollar amount was big enough for a dozen of their premium donuts and then some. The nerve! Did he think I was capable of eating twelve donuts in—

Ah, I couldn’t lie to myself. I would do it and do it happily without regrets.

Ben

Make sure you spring for delivery too.

You know I’m going to eat it all right

I would be disappointed if you didn’t

Ugh. He was…extremely thoughtful.

The initial sugar rush of good feelings quickly deteriorated into self-loathing. Of all the omegas for an attentive, gorgeous alpha to be scent matched to, I was a poor choice. Why did I deserve his attention and care?

Having another scent match didn’t feel like a second chance at love to me.

It felt like fate’s cruel trick.

Let’s see you fuck this one up too.

Ever avoidant, I flicked over to Remy’s message thread.

Remy

are you bleeding from the vag

I snorted.

Yes

Rivers of it

Maybe that would scare him away and he would rescind his offer to be my heat partner.

Remy

sounds metal

Apparently not.

Remy

Can I drop by? I won’t come in. I just want to bring you a present.

…it’s not a teddy is it

Sadly no

Then yes

Remy appeared at my door an hour later with a fresh fade and his usual leather jacket. If that didn’t make him attractive enough, what he did next was downright rude. He leaned an arm on the jamb, gazing down at me with those striking green eyes as if I didn’t resemble a greasy racoon.

“Here,” Remy said, handing over a plush hooded blanket. I immediately wanted to dive into it. He glanced inside my apartment and I wish I’d had the foresight to tidy up slightly.

“I’ll be back. One sec, ok?”

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