Page 6 of Jonah


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Alphas weren’t supposed to want that.

Russ smiled, kissing me again gently. “No worries. Hell, he hasn’t even had a real chance to meet me yet. He might only be interested in pretty-boy alphas who clean up well.”

I barked out a laugh. “Oh, no way. I know how dirty those omegas are going to be when they finally get a chance to meet you and the rest of the guys.”

They were hilarious when they were allowed to be themselves, but their behavior would give an omega rights activist a heart attack. Omegas definitely weren’t supposed to want dominant alphas the way they did and they weren’t supposed to tell dirty jokes or make such blatant come-ons.

Russ’s smile turned wicked. “But I like dirty omegas and so do you. So I don’t see a problem.”

Russ had always been like that. He’d get something into his head and then would do anything to make it happen. It’d been the same way with us. He’d known right away we’d have to keep our relationship hidden, but he’d never second-guessed it.

The road had been a bit bumpier for me, but I’d always known he was the man for me.

The fact that he was another alpha had just made it a little more complicated.

“It just feels…” As I faltered, Russ kissed my forehead and reached for one of the napkins on the counter behind me. He wiped me down with efficient strokes and tucked me back in my pants before tossing the napkin in the trash.

“Come here.” Russ wrapped his arms back around me and started pulling me from the kitchen.

“But I was making dinner.” I glanced back at the half-chopped vegetables.

“They’ll keep.” He was still smiling as he dragged me into the living room, but it was a tender smile that said he knew what was going through my head and didn’t blame me.

He stretched out on the couch and pulled me down so I was lying on top of him. The familiar position immediately started relaxing me and I scooted down until I could rest my head on his broad chest. He’d always been muscular, even in high school when we’d first met on the football team, but over the years all the construction he’d done had filled him out even more.

He gave me a few seconds to get settled as he stroked my head before charging in. “Is this about your cousin? I thought he was good with everything.”

“He seems to be. And no, I don’t think this is about him. I’ve hardly talked to Shane at all recently. I mostly talk to Bradley or Tanner about anything to do with the finances and Jonah for everything else.” I shrugged. “I don’t know. It just feels…”

Russ shifted and I felt him kiss my head before his hands stroked down my back. “Two questions…Have you talked to Shane at all about any of this, and have you changed your mind?”

Two very loaded questions.

“No and no.”

He snorted.

Yeah, I thought he wouldn’t let me get away with it, but it was worth a try. “No, he and I have been very politely ignoring it.”

“Is that why you didn’t go to dinner last week with your family?” Russ started carding his fingers through my hair, making it impossible to hold on to the last bit of stress that was clinging to me.

“Kind of.” It was another of those things that was getting harder to deal with over the years.

My family’s views on omega rights and how insane they all were was more than Russ wanted to deal with most of the time. Occasionally he’d go with me as my best friend and roommate, but that was about it. I loved my family, but when everyone got together, it was hard to stay under the radar and I was getting tired of being asked why I hadn’t settled down yet.

“I thought they’d focus on Shane and Tanner for longer, but now that they’re the perfect couple, the moms have started looking at me.” My mother and the whole generation of women on both sides of the family were at the point where they wanted all the kids settled down and married.

But only with appropriate relationships, of course.

They’d have a cow if the details of Shane and Tanner’s relationship ever came out…and mine would give them all heart attacks.

“And you should have been there when Shane realized I wasn’t as vanilla as he’d always assumed. Man, it was…I’m just not willing to rehash that.” I might not have handled things the best way at the time, but that didn’t mean I was going to bring it up and try to decide if I should apologize.

“I know it’s not funny.” Russ’s chest started bobbing up and down as he silently laughed.

I smacked his arm. “It’s not.”

The man I bought butt plugs and sex toys from was dating one of Shane’s friends.