Page 72 of Begrudgingly Yours
I lose my breath a little bit at that. My omega is a slut for that information.
“Okay, so I can take you home if you want. We can treat your burns,” I respond, changing the subject.
“I don’t have any burns?—”
“Jett,” I warn, giving him a stern stare. “Let me help you.”
There’s a flash of something in his eyes just before he relents. “Fine. But you can’t abandon your best friend. Let’s take her home first and then we can figure out what to do from there.”
I give a firm nod just as Stacia comes over to us with a tray of drinks. When I hand him his own, he glares at me. “You didnotjust get me another coffee.”
My smile is victorious as I take a sip of my own. “Come on, Stacia. We’re going to get you home and then I’m tending to an alpha’s wounds.”
“They’re not wounds—” he tries to say again but I’m already walking out of the door.
“I’m soglad my roommate isn’t here,” Jett mutters as we head into his dorm room. It’s small and a bit cramped, but I don’t mind as Jett tosses his keys on his desk. His side is the neater one and that makes me happy for some reason.
“Me too. I’ve never seen where you live, so this is a treat.” I look around at the posters on his wall, loving the variety of bands and movies that I see there. His script for class is on his desk, literally riddled with notes and doodles. The personality of it gives me strange butterflies.
“Alright, let’s see those wounds,” I say, turning back to him. He sits down on his bed and opens his mouth like he’s about to argue with me again about the extent of his injuries, but then he closes it and immediately yanks his shirt off for me to see.
The second his shirt is off, I realize what a bad idea this is. The horny omega inside of me makes an appearance, and my eyes glaze over as I look upon his bare chest.
I think back to our heated encounter only days after his scent came back. The way I fought my attraction to him, how I kicked him out right after we had clutched to each other like glue. I regret that. The only thing I see now when I look at my scent match is blazing arousal, the pull between us so strong that there’s no chance in fighting anymore.
There are so many moments and opportunities that we missed out on in the past because of our traumas. I’m not going to waste a single moment with him, not anymore.
He looks at me, waiting for me to inspect his so-called wounds—there isn’t even a burn mark present—and a wicked idea pops into my head. I try not to let the smirk show on my face as I step forward and bend down to look at him closer.
I push away any slight anxiousness and adopt the sameattitude I use before I get into character on any normal day. The words come out like butter.
“Mr. Fitzgerald, we may have to take some alternative measures to treat you,” I start, feeling giddy inside my chest. “Especially since your insurance refuses to pay.”
“Alternative measures?” he eyeballs me, trying to decipher where I’m going with this.
“More”—I get down on my knees between his thighs—“progressivemeasures.”
Then he gulps.
THIRTY-FOUR
Holy fuck.
My brain doesn’t comprehend what’s happening right away, but my dick does. It springs up fast, like it doesn’t even remember being splashed with hot coffee half an hour ago.
“And these…progressivemeasures,” I reply, trying not to lose my shit. “Will they cure me, Dr. Cromwell?”
She gives me a wicked smile and I’m done for. Literally anything this girl wants, I will get it for her. Authentic pasta? I’ll fly to Italy right now. She can name any flower and I will find it and pick it, even if it’s poisonous.
I’d overthrow the goddamn government if she asked.
“It is a hundred percent effective. There’s never been an alpha that couldn’t be healed by it.”
A small growl emits from my throat. Even in our pretend scenario, my alpha doesn’t like the implication.
“Oh, poor jealous alpha,” she tsks. “This will bemyfirst time performing it. Those nurses wanted to get their hands on you, but…” She trails off and rubs her hands up my thighs. “I told them you weremine.”
My alpha settles and I’m thankful to her. I definitely didn’t want to ruin this before it even started all because my alpha is a possessive prick. “How do we proceed, Doctor?”
