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“He doesn’t like me.”Now why did that slip out?

Apollo slung his arm around my shoulder and squeezed me hard.“Are you sure about that, Burkie?He didn’t run away from you, and you were behaving like a crazy bull.”

“Don’t call me that.He hasn’t called.”On a scale of one to pathetic, I was right up there at eleven.

Anyway, why would he call me?I was just the idiot raving about my jacket and forgetting all about personal space.

“Have you called him?”

“Uh…no.”I scowled at Apollo, even though it hurt.I didn’t need him to be logical.

“Why not?”

“Because I’m an omega.I’m not supposed to do the running.”

Apollo’s snort was long and loud.“Have you met Tim?You know him?Our alpha’s omega?The one who serenaded us for days and days?”

“I want someone to woo me,” I muttered uncomfortably.

I buried my head in my arms so I wouldn’t have to meet Apollo’s pitying gaze.I’d just admitted my deepest desire.I was an omega, and I wanted to be the one who was wooed.

Chapter Three

Ricky

It was useless, I wasn’t getting anywhere with my pole and Dom had all but pushed me out the door, telling me to get my act together.So here I was, an aimless rhubarb wandering the streets.

Thoughts of going to see Crimson again, to talk through my fascination with Burke’s balls, could wait.Talking to a female about balls… yep, that would get me seven shades of rhubarb embarrassed.

“Look at you, acting all wilty rhubarb.What’s with ya?”Red appeared from nowhere, making me blink twice just in case the ball situation was affecting my eyes now, too.

He was my best friend from the patch and a beta rhubarb like me.We shared everything.“I’m ball obsessed,” I answered before I could get my head and lips in sync.

In the process of slinging his arm around my shoulder, it hung mid-air like he was considering waving at someone.“Ball obsessed?”he choked out and reddened.“You mean like soccer?Baseball?Basketball?Those kinds of balls, right?”

I shook my head morosely.“I wish.”I looked him in the eye.“You know the new pride, the one Twirlie’s mate is part of?”

“He’s my brother,” he answered, like that explained everything and I was being silly.

“Yeah, well… have you met the others in the pride?”

Red’s lips quivered.“What, besides the flasher?”

It took a moment, and I grinned.“Yep, besides Twirlie’s mate.”

“Actually, no.It’s been harvesting time and Crimson has been keeping me busy.And with how bad Twirlie had it for his mate, I decided I didn’t need to pay a visit to their house and get the full ‘Maxi and Twirlie naked together effect’.It’s bad enough,”—he tapped the side of his head—“hearing him serenade Maximus.So what’s this gotta do with balls?”His nose wrinkled as he finally plonked his arm on my shoulder.

“In their pride they have a miniature bull called Burke…” I was back to looking and feeling like seven shades of rhubarb with how my head was full of certain body parts belonging to Burke, when Red nodded encouragingly.“He has enormous balls.”

“Erm… right… yeah… I’m not sure what you want me to say to that?”Red became the color he was when in his stalk form.

I scratched my hot cheek.In for a cent, in for a dollar of rhubarb.“I wanna do stuff.”That sounded so much better in my head.

“Do stuff,” he squeaked in alarm.

“You know, the sexy stuff.”To explain exactly what sexy stuff… I’d need a stiff rhubarb or two for that.

“To the Great Rhu, he’s your mate!”

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