Page 6 of Omega's Pretend Mate
“You better get a move on,” my other brother, Philip, said as he walked over with his mate Benjamin, and they sat on a towel. “You’re already in your forties. They’ll barely be graduating high school when you’re ready to retire at this rate.”
I sighed. “Mom and papa already nag me enough you guys. I don’t need it from you too.”
“There’s gotta be somebody you’re interested in at that law firm of yours,” Liam said. “Or do they not believe in hiring omega lawyers?”
I chuckled as thoughts of one young attorney came to mind: Gabe Everest. He was the kind of man I’d go after if I was a decade younger. He obviously had the brains to get into a top law firm, but had a gentle demeanor that made him easy to talk to. He was also just my type in the looks department: slender with black hair and grey eyes, plus he was the perfect size to tuck into my arms and still feel the heft of a man there.
“There is somebody!” Philip said. “It’s all over your face.”
“Lay off guys. There’s a younger associate who I think is handsome, but I’m too old for him. He’s only in his early thirties.”
“That’s not that bad,” Benjamin said. “There are far worse age gaps.”
“He may even like older men,” Alex said.
It was four against one, and I was on the losing end of the argument.
Four against one, something about that stuck in my mind.
I paused and looked around. “Wait, if all the adults are here… who’s watching the kids?”
“Faith’s in charge,” Benjamin shrugged.
I relaxed. “Ok.” For being only thirteen, my niece was extremely responsible when it came to her siblings and cousins. “She’ll make sure everybody’s safe.”
There was a general nod of consensus.
“I know it’s a bit early still,” Philip said. “But is she showing any signs of presenting yet?”
Liam shook his head. “No, but given her demeanor I’d be shocked if she wasn’t an alpha. She’s just such a take-charge kind of girl.”
“She’s also the second-tallest in her class,” Alex added. “And is strong like an alpha too.”
“Lord help us if she takes after mom though,” I said with a laugh. “I don’t know if the world is ready for two Jeffries women alphas.”
“Davis,” Alex corrected.
Both Liam and I laughed.
“Last name doesn’t matter,” I said. “Her birth certificate says Davis, but she’s a Jeffries girl through and through.”
Alex shook his head, then propped his feet up on Liam’s thighs.
“Excuse you,” Liam said, pushing his husband’s feet off.
“What?” Alex asked innocently.
“You don’t get to both hog the chair, and use me as a footstool.”
“So I can use you as a footstool if I let you have the chair?”
“Maybe.”
Alex stood, picked up Liam, who squealed in surprise, plopped my brother on the chair, then laid down on the towel and lifted his legs so that his feet rested in Liam’s lap.
Liam scowled at his mate, but the rest of us burst into laughter.
The noise woke my sleeping nephew, who looked up at me in surprise. “Unca?”
