Page 15 of Dancing for His Omega

“Sounds like the best day ever.” My heart skipped a beat and not because of the male who it now beat for. “Micah, it’s late. Do you…am I keeping you from your shop?”

He laughed and shook his head. “No. I’m closed today. That’s why all of this turned out perfectly. Best day off I’ve had in a while. Usually, I spend the day doing laundry and binging bad reality TV.” He came over to kiss my chest and then lay his head on it. “This is so much better.”

“Let’s go eat before it gets cold.”

We ate everything I’d cooked and then, after coffee, we had more of the chocolate cake. Who said dessert was only for after dinner. Not me. In fact, breakfast dessert might be my new favorite thing.

“Do you have plans today? I didn’t think to ask. A counseling session?”

“I don’t have plans except being here with you. Laundry and other things can wait.”

Micah nodded. “Let’s get this kitchen cleaned up. I can’t stand to have it a mess. A quirk of mine if you haven’t noticed.”

“I noticed, omega. There are worse quirks to have. I imagine you cooked up some amazing things in here.”

“I would love to make you something special for lunch, alpha. There’s nothing I love more than cooking for people I care about.”

“You care about me?” I asked, hugging him from behind. My chin rested on his shoulder as he washed up the dishes.

“I do.” He turned in my arms. “I’ve been waiting so long for you, Edwin. So damned long, I thought you’d never arrive.”

“You know, I was waiting for you too. Didn’t even know how much finding my mate would complete me. Restore things that were broken. I feel so at home here with you.”

We kissed for a few moments, whispering loving things to each other before Micah insisted on finishing up the cleaning. I cooked; he cleaned. That’s what he said. We moved to the couch where we watched a few movies and had some snacks, when halfway through our second movie I realized something.

I hadn’t thought about Jacob with the exception of Micah mentioning counseling. Not one other time. There had been a period where he consumed my every waking thought, but now…that time of my life was only a whisper.

A mate was truly a miracle.

I shifted slightly on the couch to face my mate, taking in his handsome face as he watched something funny on TV. His laugh was a balm, soothing all the places that once ached.

“What?” he said. “You’re staring again.”

“You said you didn’t mind. I could look at you forever.”

“I don’t, but it makes me want to do all kinds of things that aren’t watching a movie.”

“You read my mind.”

Chapter Fourteen

Micah

Over the next few weeks, we spent as much time together as possible. I was busy getting ready for the spring festival attendees, but we had dinner together just about every night, and Edwin even helped me a little in the shop, wrapping the molded chocolates. He had a skill with making things look nice—just one more quality I loved about my alpha.

One day, he stopped by the shop in the middle of the afternoon. “Would you go with me to look at the old dance studio? I have an appointment with a Realtor.”

Surprised, I untied my apron and hung it on its hook. “Absolutely. Let’s go.”

“Are you sure? I hate to take you away from the shop, and I was going to go alone, but then I thought…”

“Rocco is here to mind the register.” The counter man was currently rearranging some of the front window display. He loved doing that. “And it’s pretty quiet.” Of course, even if I had nobody to watch the store, I’d be going. I was so excited that Edwin was making a move. He’d been going back and forth on the subject, considered trying another career but always circled back to the work he loved.

I’d tried to be encouraging without being pushy. Not because he was the alpha and should be in charge. He never acted like the boss in our relationship, although he had a strong, protective side that made me feel good and safe and cared for.

What omega ever had such an alpha? Absolutely perfect for me. Fate knew her business.

I followed Edwin out into the beautiful spring day. Baskets of flowers hung from the lampposts all along Main Street, contributing their colors and scents to the afternoon, and as weheaded for the dance studio, I hoped that Fate would have a hand in my alpha’s decision.

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