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"He gives really good blowjobs…" I mumbled, knowing how dumb that sounded.

Liam rolled his eyes and knocked on his forehead like he was trying to knock some sense into me.

"If you just want someone to blow you that bad, I’ll do it, but seriously, don’t do this to yourself—not after what happened almost two months ago."

I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Stop…"

Silence.

We didn’t say anything for a bit.

"I gotta go. I’ve got a ton of work. Director Nolan sent me a new project yesterday. I’m also helping Skye with Python. Gotta catch up."

"Wait! You’re helping him with Python?! Are you crazy?"

"He’s paying me for it."

Liam’s jaw dropped.

"You’re spending time with him. You’re getting closer. That’s how it works. The relationship’s gonna get more intense."

I didn’t respond because what could I say? He wasn’t wrong.

"By the way, his surname’s Nolan too. Like the director."

Liam shrugged.

"Common surname. Is he at least similar looking?"

I snorted. "Not even close. Skye’s got dark auburn hair. The director’s almost white-blond. Just a coincidence, I guess."

"Soren, seriously, don’t get involved with this alpha. It’s not gonna end well. Don’t you get it? There’s no future in this. You said it yourself, he’s hot. Omegas are always gonna be all over him. Sooner or later, someone better is gonna come along. Period. Do you really want that? ABs aren’t a thing. We're just recreational use for them!"

"I know. It’s just temporary. There’s only a month and a half left in the school year, and I’m not planning on sleeping with him. Just blowjobs."

"You’re so naive, man. You’re not built for casual hookups. You’re gonna get attached. I know it."

"You don’t know that. I’ve never had a hookup before. Who knows? Maybe it won’t affect me."

I saw Liam's skeptical look and I just shrugged, feeling a wave of irritation. There was no point in arguing about it. And honestly, I didn't want him to convince me either. I wasn't ready to give up on these meetings with Skye just yet.

"Soren, what about… you know. How’s your health?"

I growled a warning, and Liam immediately backed off, shaking his head in defeat.

Usually, talking to him made me feel better. Lighter. I’d see things in a more positive way.

Not today.

SKYE

Over the next few days, Sean and Alvin saw us together a few times outside the building when Soren was smoking. I noticed their increasingly surprised looks.

Those moments with Soren became almost ritualistic.

He’d smoke, and I’d stand beside him, watching him blow smoke rings. Sometimes, our eyes would meet through the haze, and his gaze was always the same—impenetrable. It was the only time I had his consent to break the ‘no touching’ rule. I’d quietly stand there until he finished his cigarette, then take a small step toward him and gently run my hand along his side and hip. I wasn’t sure why I did it, but those little, strange moments felt like something that was just ours. Soren would slightly close his eyes when I touched him, letting me skim over his skin. Sometimes, I’d slide my hand lower, my thumb tracing a line along his hard dick. He’d let out a single purring sound when I did that.

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