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“We won’t leave her in pain due to the fact we don’t share well,” I assure her.
“Miller, can I speak to you for a moment?” she asks.
I ignore them because she didn’t ask for me and aim formyomega.
Chapter Nine
Melody
The nest in the guy’s apartment is nicer than anything I’ve ever seen, which seems to be the running theme for this place.
The room is big and it has two parts. When you first walk in, there’s a circular cushion sunken into the floor. It’s unreal. There’s even a huge television on one of the walls. There’s a circular carpet around the giant mattress.
My feet dig into it as I desperately try to keep myself upright. It’s soft and plush.
This place even has fancy carpeting.
I stagger toward the wall on the right. It has a full bathroom with a separate tub and shower and of course a toilet. I yank off my pajama dress as I go, tossing it carelessly behind me.
I need to get in the shower.
My eyes fly to the tub. A cool bath would help, but I don’t have any time to waste. I stumble through the cutout in the glass, flicking on the overhead shower spray.
It takes forever, but I jam my finger around the controls for the touch panel until I figure it out.
The button lowering the temperature is as low as it will go, but I jab it again a few times for good measure. My arm wrapsprotectively around my middle as I battle my panties down with my free hand. Kicking them toward the back of the shower, I try to remind myself that this isn’t my house.
The radiating pain sends a jolt through my entire body, but I don’t want to look like a slob. I glance back at my wet underwear. They’re really far away. It feels like way too much work.
I’m not wearing a bra, which is a good thing. It’s one less item I’ll have to pick up later. Back home, I always just left things a disaster and cleaned them up once I was feeling better.
My shoulder rests against the wall as the cool water pelts down on my skin.
Dammit, I should have grabbed a hair tie. It’s going to be wet and annoying forever.
“Holy shit,” Oliver says from behind me. “Are you okay?”
My cheeks feel like they’re on fire, but as I spin around completely naked and trying to convince myself it’s unladylike to pounce on him with no warning, my body seems to move of its own volition.
“Oh, okay,” Oliver says, staggering back a few steps as he catches me. “You are hot.”
“I am,” I agree. “Wow, you smell delicious.” We’re near the door area, and he’s not getting soaked in water because the shower is huge, but I did just plant my wet body all over his dry frame. “I’m so sorry. I got you all wet.”
“It’s all good. Did you need a shower?” he asks, frowning.
I’m pretty sure any other alpha would have taken full advantage of my word choice.
“My glasses aren’t fogging up. Wait, are you taking a cold shower?” His hand flexes on my very naked bottom.
I bury my face in his neck. “I needed to cool off.”
“I don’t think a shower will help, not long term anyway.” He nuzzles his cheek to the top of my head. “Are you good to get out? You should be nesting. If you’re feverish then you need tobe knotted. I read a few books last night. They were all about how to care for an omega in heat.”
“You read multiple books in one night?” I pull back to stare at his face.
He grimaces, glancing away.
“You’re really smart, aren’t you? I read pretty fast, but I can barely finish a three-hundred-page book in an evening. That’s really cool. You’ll definitely have smart kids. Do you want kids?” He’s still not looking at me, so I continue to ramble, “I know I do. At least two or three seems like a good number. I’m an only child, and I was lonely all the time growing up. As an adult too, now that I think about it.”
