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Eli couldn’t really blame his ex-husband—at least not for that—since he hadn’t known how to ask for anything better at the time.
Yes, you can blame him.
Noah notched the head of the cock against him,
The cock? Do you mean hiscock?
Had to go. Roommate emergency. Please, please, please call me. P.S. Best night of my life. A+ teacher. Xxx Noah
Awe.
Usually he loved coming home to his roomies—that was the advantage of living with his best bros—but
Spencer hitting on uninterested omegas at a house party.
Spencer sounds gross.
“And you just happened to come to my bar? Must be fate.” That was … that was a good line. Eli frowned at him. “You’re a flirt,” he accused. Noah winked. He winked. “Only with you.” That was also a good line.
What Noah ate up even more was the little flash of possessiveness Eli revealed when someone tried to slip Noah their number after all. Eli let out the cutest omega growl Noah had ever heard, death-glaring at the beta woman who’d dared try to pick Noah up. But Eli’s growling cut off abruptly when Noah grinned and told her he’d actually just started seeing someone, his death glare replaced by a sweet, embarrassed flush. Cute. As. Fuck.
El had never realized
Typo. Eli*
Richard stepped closer to his desk. “Just because the divorce is finalized doesn’t mean I can’t concern myself with—” “That’s exactly what it means, actually,” Eli told him, maintaining the most even tone in the history of the universe.
Yessir.
It wasn’t that Eli regretted keeping it to himself last night—not exactly.
He should regret it, though.
“I don’t want children!” he blurted out instead. Noah stopped petting the basil plant, raising his brows. “Um … not even plant children?”
“Okay. Um. Fuck. How about— Let’s get you coffee. You need coffee, don’t you? I can’t just be springing surprise gifts on you when you’re undercaffeinated. That was my bad, for sure.”
“You don’t have to justify it, you know,” Noah told him, his gaze steady and his tone even. “It’s enough that you don’t want to.”
Yes! No justification needed to not want children.
Noah was fighting off a headache.
Then why’d you go to a party, my guy?
“Dude. Ash is such a hard-ass sometimes. How hasn’t he presented as an alpha yet?” “Because his designation is officially ‘mouthy little shit,’ that’s why.”
Eli, who hadn’t told Noah that Richard was back, sniffing around. And Noah couldn’t even blame him, at least not if he was thinking clearly.
Yes, you can blame him and you should hold him accountable. He knew his omission was a lie.
Filling him with pups,
Pups? You’re not animals.
