Page 18 of Dancing for His Omega

How? Why?

“Mate.” Micah put his hand on my shoulder instantly breaking my trance.

“I…I didn’t know there were videos. Of me. Of us.” I stared at the screen and then moved my gaze to my mate. Even though I was mated to him now, there was a twinge of guilt or maybe shame for Micah seeing him and me.

Wrapped in a warm embrace. Kissing. Swaying together in a dance of love.

“It was acting. I’m sorry.” I turned to my mate.

“It’s okay. It was in the past. Thanks for showing us, James.”

“But are you going to dance at the spring festival? Everyone wants to see a real dancer. I’ve only seen one in videos or on TV.”

“James,” one of his fathers admonished. “Mr. Edwin will dance if he wants to. It’s none of your business.” The older man turned to me. “Sorry. He gets so passionate about dancing. Please excuse us.”

They left the chocolate shop with only the few things they’d picked up.

My heart pounded inside my chest, feeling like at any second, it would thrash its way out through my ribs. It was one thing to tell my mate about my past, but to see me and another male that way.

The memories of the past came flooding back. The way I’d thought I was in love with Jacob, back before I really knew what real love was. My devotion to him, putting my own needs aside to make sure his dreams came true.

“I need some air,” I murmured, stumbling out of the shop and pushing open the back door. I heard Micah tell Rocco to take over, and soon he was outside with me.

“Edwin, talk to me. You’re scaring me.”

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“I’m not.”

My mate always surprised me with his calm, his shelter in the storm way of being exactly what I needed, but this was beyond everything. “Doesn’t it bother you? Seeing your mate with another?”

“No. All I saw was my mate dancing. You are so talented, Edwin. To see you move your body like that. So graceful. So powerful. The discipline and hard work it must’ve taken you to get to that point. Mate, you amaze me.”

“I was dancing with Jacob in that video, Micah. Doesn’t that make you…mad?”

“No. That was before me. All I saw was you. But I have one question since you reacted the way you did. Do you still have feelings for him, or is this all because of how I might react?”

“It’s because I don’t want to upset you.”

He nodded but looked into the distance. “Are you sure?”

“Micah, listen to me.” I gripped his shoulders gently and turned him to face me. “I have no more feelings for Jacob. There’s only you in my heart, omega.”

He nodded, reaching out to encircle my waist with his arms. He pressed his face against my chest and sighed. “I have a confession.”

“What is it? You can tell me anything.”

“I was a little jealous. You two looked so in love.”

I kissed the top of his head. “I thought I was. That was before you taught me what real love was. Now I know it was infatuation and settling for someone who didn’t deserve me. I’m so glad for that heartbreak, though, because it led me to you. There’s noreason for you to be jealous. It was another life for me and, from what he said, it meant nothing to him. He was acting the whole time we were together, just as we had on stage.”

He sighed. “You should really give me a private dance sometime.”

“Baby, I can. Anytime you want. How about this? The first dance at the studio will be only for you.”

“I love that. What about the spring festival? I bet there are other kids like James who aspire to be creators and dancers and artists. You might inspire them like you do me.”

“I inspire you?” I asked, pulling back so I could look into his eyes.

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