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Chapter 5 - Theo

Ipulled my knees to my chest and listened to the waves come ashore.

The empty beach was my favorite place. The sound of the surf was soothing in a way, a reminder that my turmoil was nothing compared to the power of nature. However, even the ocean couldn’t wash away my emotions, they were that overwhelming.

How had I been so stupid?

Cody was my best friend in the whole world. Jordan was Wes’s best friend. There was no way I was going to be able to walk away and never see him again. I’d fought my desires for months, because I never wanted Cody or Wes to have to play referee if something went sideways between Jordan and I.

I’d been so close. The wedding was over and he was about to return home.

Then, in a moment of weakness, I’d given in. Instead of telling Jordan to leave, I’d invited him to fuck me, which had only made the situation worse. It had been, hands down, the best sex of my life.

My back was still sore, another testament to how good it had been.

I wanted more. I wanted so much more. I could imagine a full life with Jordan. Morning kisses, cuddling under a warm blanket and watching movies, kids, and laughing at each other as we grew gray and wrinkly.

The omega part of me insisted that I’d found my mate in him. But what if I was wrong? I couldn’t do that to Cody. No, I needed to keep my distance, for his sake.

I’d seen what had happened back in college, when people within the same friend group got involved, then broke up. It impacted everybody, and eventually either one person was ostracized, or the group broke up in order to keep the peace.

I refused to be the cause of something like that.

My phone rang and I jumped. I could guess who was calling, but I looked at the ID to be sure.

It read as Wes’s new office, which meant that Jordan had likely figured out that I’d blocked his number.

I dropped my phone to the sand without answering. I had to be strong. I’d head right back into his arms if I heard his voice, and I didn’t have the willpower to send him to voicemail.

I breathed out a sigh of relief as the ringing stopped, but my reprieve was short-lived. It was only a few minutes later that it started again, and a few minutes after that.

Finally, after the fourth or fifth call, I gathered the courage to turn off my phone.

Everything in me wanted to drive back to Cody’s new house, and rush to Jordan’s arms.

I couldn’t do that.

For Cody.

∞∞∞

~Early November~

I scrubbed a hand down my face and tried again to focus on the previous month’s financials.

It had been three weeks since Cody’s wedding, and I still couldn’t force Jordan from my mind. Part of me wished he’d appear, sweep me off my feet, and take all my worries away.

The constant fantasies had made running a business difficult, and I was glad that it was the slow season. I would have had a real problem had it been summer.

I took a deep breath and stood. Maybe if I moved around my office for a few minutes I’d be able to get some work done.

It was during the third lap around my desk that my dear friend and best employee—Justin—strode in and took a seat in one of my guest chairs.

“Hey Justin,” I said with a sigh, dropping back into my own chair. “What’s up?”

He grinned at me. “I thought we’d go over expectations for next week.”

I blinked. “Are you out on Monday?”