Page 33 of Alpha & Omega

“Okay.”

“Now I’m off to bed. And you should, too, since your first day at the restaurant is tomorrow. It’ll be busy.”

“Yes, boss.”

I shook my head and smiled as he got up from the couch, kissed my head as I had done to him earlier, and padded upstairs. “Night,” he called down from the top of the stairs.

“Night.”

After three weeks of dating, our relationship, or whatever you wanted to call it, bloomed. We’d had sex again only twice, but I loved where this was going. Kingston and I hadn’t discussed the direction of our relationship yet, letting things simply fall naturally, but I really wanted to commit to him. Maybe it was a good time to do that. Then an idea suddenly hit me.

As I lay in bed, I pulled out my phone and texted him.

Me: What are you doing Sunday morning?

Kingston: Sleeping?

Me: Sleep when you’re dead. Come with me to the farmers’ market,

and I’ll make you a nice lunch before we have to head to work.

Meet me at my place at eight in the morning.

Kingston: Bribing with food now?

Me: I could send you a dick pic instead. Or throw in a BJ for dessert.

Kingston: I’ll take the dick pic and the BJ, but I’ll be there,

regardless.

I smiled at my phone, closing the screen. Kingston and I bantered and chatted so easily. Even better, I got to see him before Wednesday, the only day we’ve made time for ourselves, though we chatted often throughout the week. It was nice to find little moments in time we could spend together.

Ten minutes later, I received a text from him, and as I read it, I barked a laugh.

Kingston: I’m waiting on my dick pic.

Me: Seriously?

Kingston: I’m always serious about dicks.

I couldn’t tell if he was joking, debating if I should really send him one.

Kingston: I’m waiting…

God, this was so unlike me. Here went nothing. I opened my sweats, pulled them down with my underwear, and stroked myself until I got hard. I took a quick photo and sent it, which turned my face into literal flames. I could be bold in bed, but I wasn’t one of those guys who sent dick pics to random people in their DMs, not that Kingston was a random person. Plus, I was still familiarizing myself with being with a man.

Kingston: That’s what I’m talkin’ about. It will keep me happy

during those times we can’t see each other.

Me: I’m so embarrassed right now.

Kingston: It’s hot. Don’t be. You have a gorgeous cock.

Me: Next time you send me one.

A minute later, the text came through with an image of Kingston’s dick. Any embarrassment I had vaporized into laughter and arousal.

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