Page 25 of Omegas Need
I followed more slowly, watching them dress, feeling their giddy excitement grow for something so small and all I could think was that I was going to order them more than they could eat and make sure they tried some of all three courses. A couple nice cocktails too if they liked to drink.
They were both quiet going into the restaurant, letting me do all the talking, but the moment we were seated, they began to speak.
“Look at the table set up,” Usman laughed. “Why are there so many forks?”
Wren couldn’t answer, he was too distracted by the chandelier and decor.
And for some reason, their excitement was catching. The hotel restaurant was admittedly nice, but I found myself enthusiastically asking them their taste preferences and telling them which drinks to order. They had already tried a lot of the food, but that didn’t matter. It only made them more excited to eat it all again.
Our table ended up laden with food and drinks and it all tasted better than anything I could remember having because I couldn’t help but take the time to taste it all properly. To enjoy it even half as much as they were.
“A breakfast sandwich just won’t cut it tomorrow,” Wren joked as we went into the elevator to return to our room. “We’ll just have to go into heat more often.”
I chuckled.
“Well three times a month is plenty between us.”
They glanced at each other.
“So, you’ll seek us out when you’re in heat too?” Usman asked.
I paused.
“If you want me to,” I said.
Another look was exchanged and then they both nodded.
“But how will you reach us?” Usman asked, frowning. “We don’t have a phone.”
That stopped me short for a moment, but the elevator door opened, and I followed them down the hall, mulling over my thoughts.
“You called me from the Belfort,” I mused as we entered our room. “I guess that doesn’t really work for calling you back.”
The bed was still in a heap but neither of them fixed it the way Ariana would have before kicking off their shoes and climbing in, sitting against the headboard.
“Do you guys want to watch TV?” Wren asked and again it was like a slap across the face because he was so hopeful and I could tell that something so simple was unique to them.
I nodded, sliding in next to Usman who shifted to give me more room.
They were so delighted by the little things. It was the way everyone should be; appreciative and grateful, but it was hard to not get used to what you had and I was realizing now I took most things for granted.
“Where do you two live?” I asked.
“By the river,” Usman said.
“In the tent city?” I guessed.
“MmHm.”
I didn’t say any more, just reached over to put my arm around both of their shoulders. They settled in like that, not even questioning it, just getting comfortable instead.
Wren chose to leave it on a cheesy action movie that wouldn’t have kept my attention at all if not for the laughs it drew out of my two companions.
And somehow, belly’s full and needs met, my hookup ended up leading to one of the coziest nights I could remember.
Usman fell asleep first.
When he did, Wren shut off the TV and leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Then, catching my eye with a playful smile, he leaned over Usman and pressed a similar kiss to my lips before pulling back and settling on the pillow next to Usman, still watching me while my heart thudded.
