Page 12 of Omega's Pretend Mate
“Hey,” he said softly, “how are you feeling?”
Like shit? Embarrassed that you’re the one who brought me home?
“Hungover?” I finally decided, still unsure if that was the right answer.
He let out a chuckle. “I’m not surprised. Did you take the aspirin I left?”
The heat of a blush spread across my cheeks. “Not… not yet.”
He frowned, then motioned behind me. “Have a seat at the table and I’ll go get them for you. Breakfast will be ready soon.”
I nodded, shuffled over to the table, and sank onto a chair.
At least Christian was somebody I could trust. I was embarrassed, but I was confident that he’d been nothing but a perfect gentleman.
He walked back up and set the pills on the table. “Let me get you some cold water since you didn’t open this one,” he said.
“Ok.”
He reached into the fridge, and I couldn’t help but admire his firm and shapely ass as the pajama bottoms clung to it.
Christian handed me the cold water, and I pressed it to my face, enjoying the coolness against my skin.
“Scrambled ok?” he asked from where he’d returned to the stove.
“Huh?”
“Scrambled eggs?”
I blinked, then the words sunk in. “Oh, yeah. That’s fine.”
“Great.”
Christian seemed oddly comfortable at having me in his home, especially since he had to know how drunk I’d been the night before. He hummed as he cooked, and acted like me being there wasn’t odd at all.
“Breakfast is served,” he declared, setting a plate with eggs, bacon and fresh fruit in front of me.
“Thank you,” I replied, mouth watering and suddenly ravenous.
Christian was mostly quiet as we ate. I was partially relieved, because my head was still killing me. But I was also worried, because I knew he’d have questions.
“When did you get back into town?” I asked, recalling that he’d been out of the office all week and searching for a way to break the silence.
He chuckled. “I never left. My brothers and their families came to visit, so I took a week off to be with them. We spent most of the time at the beach, though we did go to the city one day to hit up the amusement park.”
“Oh…” I didn’t even know he had brothers. “Did you have fun?”
He smiled. “Yeah, though I’m glad it’s quiet again. I have two brothers, plus their husbands, and there are seven kids between them, so it was a bit of a madhouse.”
“They didn’t stay in a hotel?”
He shrugged. “They could have, but it’s ok. I have the guest room, and I put a Murphy bed in my office just for this. The kids all had a blast camping out in the living room.”
I couldn’t imagine any of my family allowing kids to ‘camp out’ in a living room if there weren’t enough bedrooms.
“Are your brothers alphas too?”
He shook his head. “One alpha, one omega.”
