Page 2 of Omega's Reluctant Mate
“Sounds like you’re getting busier.”
“I am. It’s good, and I’m thinking about taking the leap and hiring some employees. But it also means less free time. I haven’t been able to foster in a couple months because I’ve been too busy to keep an eye on pups with issues.”
He laughed. “Your neighbors probably appreciate that.”
I snorted. “Most of them don’t care, and the ones that do only complain until their kids want to pet the dogs. Then they demand that I let them. Like ya can’t have it both ways, yanno?”
Cody grinned. “True, but they’ll always try.”
“You would know. You deal with people like that far more than I do.”
“Don’t remind me.”
“How’s training the new person coming along?”
Cody groaned. “Don’t ask.”
“That good?”
“Today’s supposed to be their first solo day, and with the number of calls and messages I’ve received, I think it’ll also be their last.”
“Ouch.”
“I think Donna will have to go through half the population of the city before she finds somebody at this rate.”
“Just shows how irreplaceable you are.”
Cody smiled. “As much as I griped, I liked the job.” He stretched. “It is nice being part-time now though.”
“Still don’t know what to do with your time now that you’re rich?”
He laughed. “Fuck no. I have no desire to start a business of my own, or even be a manager. I just want to do something for a few hours and feel like I had a good day. I’ve tried a few hobbies, but nothing felt right.”
“That’s why Beau still tends bar, isn’t it?”
“That, and apparently he loves it. He says it keeps him grounded and in-touch with his roots.”
I heard smacking and looked down to see Joey screwing up his face and on the verge of crying.
“Whoops, I think he’s getting hungry,” I said, standing to hand him back to Cody.
“It’s about that time,” Cody replied, accepting his son and unbuttoning his shirt.
Tiny looked up at me from his spot on the couch and started thumping his tail.
I laughed. “I’d better make my escape before the doggo here demands another go. See ya tomorrow?”
“Dunno yet,” Cody answered as he helped Joey get into position. “It’ll depend on how much work I’ve got once I get into the office.”
I shrugged. “Either way. See ya later.”
Cody smiled. “See ya.”
I headed to my car, trying to decide what I wanted for lunch as I walked. I got in and looked in the rear view mirror. As expected, Tiny had kicked up enough sand that it was trapped in my hair and a few grains were stuck in my beard. I ran my fingers through my black locks and knocked the sand free.
Life was good. Now I just needed my fated mate to make his appearance—because I knew in my gut that the universe had somebody specific in mind for me.
Chapter 2 - Nate
