Combustible by Willa Okati

Author:Willa Okati
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, to format, bought
Publisher: Changeling Press LLC
Published: 2020-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Now, in Grant’s opinion? That had been a good ending to a good day. Would have been, except he’d opened his damn fool mouth when sense should have told him to keep it shut. Now here he was, scrubbed and dressed in what he hoped was his best for the occasion -- that might take some fancy talking once Zane saw him, but he’d cross that bridge when he got to it -- and walking through a neighborhood that definitely didn’t cater to his kind. Not another Alpha in sight, and Omegas watching him narrowly from every window. Some watching him with what his great-grandbearer would have called Lascivious Intent, capitals fully audible.

What in tarnation was he doing? Hell, Grant still couldn’t figure that out.

He didn’t date. He was sure he remembered making a policy out of that. He went to clubs and bars and took the occasional flight of fancy that landed him between a willing Omega’s legs. Wham, bam, neither one of them looking for more than a kiss goodbye in the morning, thank you sir. And it’d worked. For years, that’d worked. He and Marshall wouldn’t have gotten along half as well without that common ground.

Well. Until Marshall had caught a case of matchmaking fever, or whatever. Grant blamed all the broody Omegas around them. All those babies being born. It gave a man Ideas.

There he went again with the capitals. Grant sighed, hitched up his collar, put his head down, and headed for Zane’s place. Zane’s street corner, because he was being weird for whatever reason about letting Grant pick him up the way a proper date would. Wasn’t like he didn’t have Zane’s address in his personnel file, and he knew Zane lived at 414 Raywood. Not too far from Legacy Tattoo, but good God, a shit-ton of Omegas must have lived on Zane’s street. Turn a corner, and suddenly the air was saturated with ground-in pheromones.

Grant plowed through it with his jaw held tight. Raywood. Raywood.

Why had he asked Zane out in the first place?

It didn’t make sense. Like he didn’t see the Omega every day and they didn’t fuck at least once every time the clock went fully around? Sometimes twice, if Marshall absented himself from the shop-in-progress long enough. If they did have a relationship, which Grant wasn’t admitting to, wasn’t that enough to satisfy anyone?

Why had he felt compelled to ask Zane out on a date? From the look on Zane’s face, he would have sworn it was as foreign a concept to Zane as it was to himself. Like the last thing on earth he’d expected.

To his surprise, that thought raised a prickle of indignation. Zane thought he wasn’t capable of romance, or something? Did Zane figure he was all about sex, and not about the man doing the fucking?

Grant’s jaw set. Say that was the case, then -- it seemed likely. Well, he’d show him then. He’d date the hell out of Zane.

Somewhere, somehow, Grant would swear he could hear Darius and Jory and probably Marshall, too, laughing at him.

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