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“Did you see his face?” I asked. This could be her stalker.
“No, but I took a picture just as he slunk away,” Ethan pitched in, pulling out his camera. I studied the still image of the guy. He wore a black baseball hat without a strand of his hair sticking out, dirty sneakers, and an oversized gray sweater.
“Prime suspect,” I said. “There’s no reason for him to be hanging around here. Did he see you guys?”
“That’s when he ran away,” said Lucas. “He didn’t expect us to come around to the back.”
“Then this isn’t some innocent mega-fan of hers,” I said, coming to the realization that she could be in more danger than I thought. It wasn’t a spoiled girl crying wolf. But I didn’t want to jump to conclusions either. “We’ll look for clues later, and I’ll study the image more closely.”
“Just like you studied the camera feed from last night?” asked Ethan, a wide smile on his face.
“Fuck, you saw it too?” I asked.
“Damn right, I want to make sure she’s safe,” said Ethan. “She might have a thing for you.”
“Wait, what?” asked Lucas, completely lost about what we were discussing. Ethan’s beard trembled from withholding his laughter, and I looked at him sternly.
“It’s nothing,” I said quickly.
I didn’t want the omega to be embarrassed.
Growing up, I’ve been around alphas who talked crudely of omegas, in which I’ve participated on a few occasions. It was guy talk, but for some reason, I felt slightly overprotective of Lacy. She didn’t deserve it.
“What do you mean ‘nothing’? It was the hottest damn thing,” grunted Ethan, remembering. I also remembered how her thighs shook as she came. “Poor omega. She needs a pack of her own.”
“Damn, she was touching herself?” asked Lucas.
I heard a throat clearing behind me, and I spun around, my hand gripping the handle of my pistol. Oh, it was only Adrian and Cooper. But Lacy was standing in the middle of them, her face bright red like her hair.
Fuck my life.
Did she hear us discussing her masturbation session from last night?
Chapter 8
Lacy
Iwasmortified.
They were talking about the footage on camera from my living room last night. That was the only thing Lucas could be talking about when he asked Ryder if I was touching myself. Theyhadto be talking about me.
I could barely breathe. Before walking into them, I was so hyped and excited about the song I practiced earlier and enjoyed the eye fucking from Ryder. Oh yes, I noticed the looks and stares he gave me the entire time. I wasn’t born yesterday, even though I was a virgin.
But I had to be the boss omega. I needed to show them I wasn’t fazed at all, so I didn’t react to Lucas’s statement.
“I’m in the mood for some ice cream,” I told them. Lucas nodded quickly as if he was guilty.
“You sure you don’t want to go home?” asked Ryder. He looked at me with a studying gaze like he wanted to dominate and swallow me whole. Like he couldn’t believe I just asked to go out for ice cream.
Good.
“I’m very sure,” I said firmly, spinning around on my heels and walking to the limo. “Today was a great fucking day at work, and I need something for my throat.”
“Aren’t warm liquids better?” asked Adrian, out of breath as he came up beside me.
“Well, I’m in the mood for ice cream,” I said haughtily. He looked taken aback as he opened the door for me before Phil could walk around the limo. “Phil, please take me toCelestia’s Confections.”
“Of course,” he said, staring daggers at Adrian. Phil took pride in his work and wanted to be the one who held the door open for me, so he stood there awkwardly with his arms hanging at his sides.
