Page 207 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
“I vaguely remember the name. Why?”
“She smells like...” My head shakes involuntarily. I’m not even sure how to finish that sentence without using the wordsshe’s mine.
Apparently Nik doesn’t need to hear the words to know what I’m getting at. His perfectly manicured eyebrows rise as a predatory grin takes over his face.
“Really?” he asks, leaning forward. “What exactly does she smell like?”
“Perfection,” I mutter before I can hold the words back. “She’s got a light vanilla smell with tinges of coconut and... Do you want me to be honest, Nik? I don’t know how to describe it other than saying she’s absolutely a match.”
“Fuck,” Nik says, laughing darkly. He scoots his chair close and starts typing on Nathan’s computer. “Damn, I do remember her. An owner of one of the other locations was calling around trying to find her a place in one of the programs. If I’d known she looked like that, we would have taken her the same fucking day.”
“Don’t be a dick,” I growl as my hands land on the edge of his desk.
“Oh,hell.” He snickers. “You’re so fucking done for. Already? They say it’s wild when it happens. What’s the plan? Damn, she wasn’t pre-matched? That’s insane. I’m telling you, this is why they don’t offer pictures with the scent cards. There’s no way that delightful little treat would have made it until now without being snatched up.”
That’s probably true. I’m not sure I like thinking that she could have been scooped up before I got the chance to meet her.
“I want you and Oliver to check out her scent cards,” I say, pushing myself out of my chair. I don’t add that I’ll pursue her alone if I have to because I’m sure he can tell that just from looking at me.
“It’s almost like we wished it into reality,” he says, shaking his head.
“What?”
“I’ll ask Oliver to meet me in medical after my appointment,” Nik says, looking considerably more serious.
“Good,” I grunt, pushing myself out of my chair and aiming for the door.
Chapter Five
Melody
The fact I’m searching statistics on the most likely sexual positions to conceive in isn’t something I let myself think too hard on.
I do a pretty stellar job of ignoring the thoughts and feelings that come when I think about ending this little excursion with more than I came with.
I want a family.
I’ve always dreamed of having kids. I’m fairly financially stable, and I know I’ve got more than enough love to give.
At what point do I stop waiting and take my future into my own hands?
I met an omega in North Carolina who specifically went to The Exchange intending to leave pregnant.
I don’t know that I’m quite that brave, but once I have a pack, I’d definitely like to negotiate keeping my no birth control clause.
I have a generic contract like all omegas who come to The Exchange, but there’s no guarantee any pack will accept it as it stands.
I know I’m not even thirty yet, but most omegas my age already have at least one or two children.
My phone falls to the nest beside me as I snuggle into the pillows even deeper.
A weird, whiney sob escapes as I wrap myself deeper in the fuzzy blanket. I hate being alone. It feels like I’ve been lonely for my whole damn life.
Ben and I never lived together. I shake my head. Thinking about it makes me feel even worse. I believed that he felt guilty about hurting his brother.
I let myself be strung along for so many years that it’s like I don’t know how to make sure my next relationship doesn’t fall into the same trap.
And I’m still thinking about Ben. It’s tough because he’s been so intertwined with me for my entire adult life.
