Page 195 of Broken Omega

“Yeah, well …” River shrugs.

He’s giving me that he knows something I don’t know vibe right now and it’s kind of annoying.

“Just lead the way,” I tell him.

He leads the way, across the big, open reception area into an enclosed corridor.

“It should be at the end of the corridor and into the right a little bit.”

“Well, I hope so,” I tell him.

I don’t feel like wandering around this place aimlessly looking for our mate.

Those cops bored me a bit too close to death. I’d hate to pass away because we got lost.

I stifle a yawn as I follow River down the corridor.

“That’s it,” River points out, heading toward a door that’s already open.

I move a little faster, spurred on at the thought of seeing Brooke.

He knocks on the door, and calls out, “Brooke? It’s River and Donnie.”

He has the softest, sultriest voice. It’s great for bedroom talk, not so much for rising above a stage whisper. He steps inside, and follow him closely, only to end up with his knee in my balls when he turns around to make a swift exit.

“Aaah!” I groan, moving back until my ass is up against the wall while I buckle over.

The white-hot pain of a bruised ball-sack makes me feel like puking.

“Shit, sorry!” River says, covering his mouth with his hands.

I give it a few seconds, breathing like I’m about to give birth, before I manage to stand a little straighter. The urge to puke has passed, and the pain is starting to fade.

“Why did you jump back like that?” I ask, frowning at him.

“Oh. Um … Brooke was getting dressed.” It’s all he’s saying, but it can’t be the full explanation.

“Uh huh. You’ve seen her naked, River.”

“Well, I haven’t seen her stare at another woman while she’s naked before, so …”

I blink at him. “What was that?”

“I think she might have a crush on Lana. They were both feeling a bit … aroused.”

“Um, okay,” I manage, moving toward the door.

“Don’t,” River says, shaking his head.

“We could have another mate—”

“She doesn’t feel like a mate.”

“Well, then we have an extremely sexy mate who might be into girls sometimes and that’s pretty hot.”

River looks at me as if I’m a stereotypical man-pig, telling me off with his big, dark eyes.

“Whatever it is with them, it’s new, so leaving them alone is the not creepy way to deal with it.”

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