Page 3 of Omega's Tempting Fate
I sighed and changed the subject, not wanting to discuss it further. “Mitchell’s?”
There was a brief pause, then, “We’ve been there a lot lately. How about The Tipsy Surfer?”
“You just wanna look for hot alphas.”
“As if a knot wouldn’t take your mind off things.”
“Knothead surfer boys seem more your speed than mine.”
“Come on, when was the last time you let a gorgeous man take you to bed?”
I took off my glasses, set them on the desk and closed my eyes before scrubbing a hand down my face. “It’s not my fault I haven’t found a man who can satisfy me. I don’t wanna deal with one night stands that leave me more sexually frustrated than I was before.”
“Fated mate,” he sing-songed, and I cringed.
“Maybe drinks is a bad idea…”
“Fine. Third Street. More eye candy than Mitchell’s, but not the abundance of alpha surfers that the Tipsy has.”
I thought about it. “That’ll do.”
“Great! See ya after work.”
“See ya.”
I hung up, leaned back in my chair and stared up at the ceiling. Then an email notification from the computer caught my attention. I turned to it and groaned.
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“Cody!”
I looked around the crowded bar and spotted a familiar head of brown hair sitting at a booth. I squeezed through the throng and took a seat across from Theo.
“What’s with all the people?” I asked as his ever-present smile widened at seeing me.
He shrugged. “They all look pretty young, and it’s about that time. I think college has started letting out for the summer.”
I glanced at the customers. “You may be right. But don’t let me hear about you going home with a baby alpha.”
He laughed. “They’re good for a romp, but I’m old enough to appreciate somebody who knows how to treat a man right.”
“How come I have the feeling that it won’t stop you from looking?”
“Because it won’t. I might not let them knot me, but I will appreciate all the effort they put into looking good.”
“You’re incorrigible.”
“I just want to enjoy life before I find my mate. I see no reason to deprive myself.”
I shook my head. “Just don’t end up pregnant.”
“Don’t worry, I’m always careful,” he said, then knocked on the wooden table a couple times.
“Sure about that?”
He grinned. “Positive. I’m on the pill, and I always have the alpha wrap it.”
