Page 6 of Our Haunted Omegas
“Are you saying you want me to be his mate too?” I arched a brow.
“If that’s what he wants. It’s complicated.”
“And that doesn’t bother you?” I asked him, leaning one hand on the shelf.
“No, it doesn’t,” I shook my head. “We share everything. Like I said it’s complicated. I don’t expect you to get it.”
I laughed and fought off the urge to steal a kiss. He was adorable when he thought his life was so complicated and unusual that no one would ever understand him. Give him a paint brush and call him a moody misunderstood artist.
“It’s not funny. This isn’t a joke,” he stood akimbo.
“I know but you missed the part when I said I had a Cobalt and a Teal.”
“And you’ve shared a boyfriend before?” he asked.
“Shared, swapped. Not always boyfriends. Sometimes it was girlfriends. One time we had this really confusing pregnancy scare because if she were pregnant, it could’ve been any of us. We all joked about how we wouldn’t tell whose baby it was because then if someone found out which of us cracked first the baby was protected no matter what. Anyway, her period came two days later, and she wasn’t pregnant. Just stressed out and exhausted.”
“Do you expect me to sleep with them?” he asked, his voice too flat for me to discern what his thoughts were on that.
“No,” I shook my head. “You have to put up with them being around, though. They’re not going anywhere. Though, I guess, if you wanted poly, I’d prefer if it were one of them. Someone else we’d have to talk about because I am a dragon and ---”
“Shush,” he rolled his eyes at me. “Yeah. You’re a dragon. You could eat someone who crossed your boundaries, but everyone has boundaries. Believe me, I’m not going out hunting for strange. Though, same. If you want someone else you have Odie if he wants you.”
“Do you think anyone else has ever had this conversation before?” I leaned in close to ask him.
“Probably not. I hope not,” he sighed. “Seriously, I have to finish work.”
“Cobalt! Come unpack these sponges!” I shouted.
“STOP YELLING IN THE STORE!” Missy shouted back.
“Don’t mind her. She’s the nightshift manager and thinks she’s my dad. Not because she isn’t a girl. She is. My dad owns the store,” he said, picking up more sponges.
“How many sponges do Londoners buy?” I laughed.
“They’re compostable. So it doesn’t really matter,” he shrugged. “He doesn’t have to help either.”
“Yes, he does. If this were the other way around…” I stopped before I said anything too dirty.
“I’m here. Sheesh. Teal is coming too. He’s going to haul the limes and coconuts over to Crilus since it doesn’t look like we’re going back tonight,” Cobalt rolled his eyes as he picked up a box.
“Pissed off?”
“Who? Teal? No. You know him. He’s happy to haul his fruit around,” Cobalt shrugged.
“You,” I said.
“No,” he shook his head. “This is a good sign, right? Like if he’s here mine and Teal’s must be just around the corner.”
I didn’t mention Odie because I didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up. Just because we’d have preferred that all our mates be connected didn’t mean we were going to get our way. The universe didn’t play favorites most of the time.
“Though, I always thought Teal would find his mate first,” Cobalt said as we worked.
“Me too, honestly.”
“Do you think he’s going to be mad that he didn’t?” I asked.
“You know I can hear you,”he cut into our conversation over our link.“And why would I be mad? I know Ambry and Odie from making deliveries. Good wolves.”
