Page 175 of Rogue Alpha Prince

The burgers are waiting, and Beta has already eaten half of his.

“Finally, you’re back,” he says with a full mouth.

I put my coke on the table and settle next to Cain.

“Seriously, if one more person has an opinion about me sleeping with anybody, I will cut their head off,” I mumble and bite into my veggie burger.

“How is it?” Cain asks, looking at it distrustfully.

“A little bit spicy but good,” I say while offering him a bite.

He declines with a shake of his head, but Beta’s hand wraps around my wrist and he pulls it to his mouth to grab a taste.

“Yeah, it is spicy but good.”

“What are your life goals?” Cain asks suddenly, and I almost choke on my side salad.

“If you mean that warrior’s stupid comments, I don’t have those goals anymore.”

He puts a hand on my thigh under the table, and squeezes it lightly.

“That was a good ass burger,” Beta comments on his last bite, completely uninterested in Cain’s sudden interrogation.

Thank the Goddess.

“It’s Gregory’s favorite place,” I say, and then laugh with Cain at Beta’s annoyed grunting.

I feel Cain’s hand going up my thigh, so I look at him curiously with a half-smile.

“I’m not sure my husband would like that,” I joke, and he gives me his signature sexy smirk.

Heleans to my ear and lowers his voice. “I always wanted to have a quick fuck in the bathroom, what do you think?”

“I think… I had like ten to fifteen years less to think about it,” I chuckle. “But sure, why not.”

His smirk falls, and this time, Beta is the one laughing.

“Let’s get to that University already, we have a wedding to prepare for later,” Cain says bitterly, and eats the last of his fries.

Does he have such a problem with how much older than me he is, that he went soft at my comment so quickly?

“How old are you?” I try to inquireagain.

“It’s better that you don’t know, trust me. I wish I didn’t.”

“You mean our age difference?”

“Mhm. It’s creepy. Two years ago, I would barely be escaping being a pedophile,” he shudders.

“Two years ago, I would already be eighteen, an adult, and you would be twenty-something. It doesn’t sound that bad.”

Cain exchanges a look with his Beta.

“You would be under thirty, right?”

They are both quiet.

Shit. He must be more over thirty than I thought.

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