Not Many Options

by Jillian West

My nostrils flare as I breathe in the omega’s scent. It's like whipped cream or vanilla cake.

What I'm trying to smell like

Might have been nice if he gave a little warning that we had house guests. I stumbled out in boxers to start a pot of coffee. I was not expecting a toddler to pop up at my side and ask, "Whatcha doing?"

Lol

Despite how the lads at school loved to constantly torment me for being a bit extra or flamboyant, I am not in fact gay. I was, however, raised in a house full of flamingly gay men.

Lol

I've only seen him in jeans twice. He predominantly wears pajama pants in random cartoon patterns, and now is no different.

Fashion icon

"Fine. I'll figure out your porn preferences the old-fashioned way then I suppose," I whisper, still blinking up at him in shock.

Lol

Jasper might think he's interested or get some satisfaction out of these playful flirting games, but he's not the stick around type of guy.

I don't want Jasper in the pack

When I turn around all four of my guys are kneeling.

Picturing that made me cackle. That's so corny.