Page 5 of Lawyer's Secret Omega
"So Mrs. Foreman, can you tell me everything you know about your husband? His hobbies, who he hangs out with, anything odd or unusual, your finances, any suspicions you have, any affairs." I normally wasn't so blunt, however Mrs. Foreman had gotten on my nerves, especially after she played around with Ryan's hair. I couldn't believe how angry that made me to see her running her hands through Ryan's hair when I hadn't even had the chance to yet. He wasn't my omega- he wasn't my anything, except a paralegal in my team- but I still felt possessive over him. I couldn't seem to get it through my thick head that I could absolutely not mess around with an employee, let alone a subordinate.
"I don't have any hard proof, that's what I've hired you for, but I am positive he has some offshore holdings. Plus, I'm pretty sure there have been a series of omegas. Again, no proof but you know, I have a woman's intuition." Did woman's intuition still count if the woman was actually an omega in drag? Who knew? I guess I could ask Ryan if he has any omega -intuition about things. That would be an interesting conversation.
"I'd like you to write down everything you know and I'll get right on it."
She opened her mouth and I had a suspicion she was going to say something about how she'd love to get on it.
"If you'll excuse me, I need to run an errand. I'll be right back." I had no errand but I had to get away from her. I had a headache now. It was probably the perfume overdose surrounding her like a cloud.
She nodded and pulled the legal pad towards her.
Several steps away from my office, I was already feeling better. It might have been stupid to leave her in my office alone but I had everything locked up. She would only be able to open my middle drawer filled with pens and legal pads. If she left me a love note or a condom with her phone number, I'd throw it away with all the other things people had left me.
I walked in to the men's restroom and paused. Ryan was looking in the mirror touching his hair. I had to give it to Mrs. Foreman, she knew what the hell she was doing. He was gorgeous before but now, he was impossible to resist. I continued walking, not looking at Ryan, and went into a stall. I hoped Ryan left quickly. He tried my resolve not to go after him every time I saw him, but I especially had to restrain myself now that he was in my section.
I caught Ryan's eyes in the mirror as I exited the stall. I saw the flush rise on his cheeks. I walked up to the sink next to him and he quickly walked out the bathroom door. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized why he had run off so fast. I looked like I wanted to eat him alive. I did of course, but it probably wasn't smart for me to show that at work. My poker face was cracking. I hoped I hadn't scared him away. I hadn't wanted him in my section in the first place, but now that he was here, I didn't want him anywhere else. I wanted to see him every day. I wanted to make sure people were leaving him alone, especially other alphas.
I opened the doors to my section and reviewed my paralegals. Amy was busy but Luke looked like he had just scooted back from Ryan's desk. I narrowed my eyes at him. Luke noticed me, blanched and quickly focused on his work. What the hell had happened to my poker face? I should have looked fine except for slightly narrowed eyes. If I had lost my ability to have a poker face, there was no way I could even glance at Ryan anymore or everyone would see desire written all over my face.
I needed to get it through my thick alpha head that I couldn't date Ryan. The firm had strict rules about coworker dating, especially subordinate dating. Not only that, but I didn't want to fuck up his life by being a shitty partner and horrible dad. He was the kind of omega that deserved an alpha that would always be there for him, someone that could do a long-term relationship. I ran my hands through my hair, calming myself down. I wouldnotfuck up Ryan's life. This mantra was going to get repeated until it got through my head.Bothheads.
