Page 166 of Knot Their Starlet

CHAPTER 34

Eli

“You sure you’re gonna be okay?” Beck asks quietly, his brows drawn down in concern.

We’re in his childhood bedroom together, away from everyone else.

Beck’s mom, Jenny, is entertaining everyone in the rest of the house. Probably feeding them baked goods. Last I heard, she was in a big sourdough phase. A few years ago, it was cookies. Years before that? Cake pops. She’s always got something going on in the kitchen.

“Yeah,” I say softly, my eyes roaming over the room.

They haven’t changed very much of it at all. There’re still band posters on the wall, a few awards from talent shows through the years sitting on top of the dresser, not a speck of dust in sight.

I remember sleeping on this floor, on an air mattress that became my designated spot.

“I’ve gotta do this,” I finish.

“Okay.” He nods, reaching out and squeezing my hand.

“I’m bringing Andi with me.”

I brace myself, waiting for his reaction. Is he going to be upset? Is he going to say it’s a bad idea?

His eyes widen ever so slightly before the tension there melts.

“Good.” He nods. “Glad you’re bringing someone.”

“You’re not mad?”

“Mad? No. Not at all.”

He peers down the hallway and nudges the door closed. The new addition of Cameron, his camera person, and the driver we’ve been assigned means the two of us have to be a little more careful.

They’ve all signed NDAs, but still, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious.

Beck looks up at me, his hands cupping my cheeks. He looks adorable, blinking up at me with that determined furrow between his brows.

“Look, I know we don’t have the best track record when it comes to us sharing our feelings, but I mean this, okay? I’m glad you and Andi have been getting closer. I love the two of us together, but I love the two of you together, too, you know?”

“I get it.” I nod. “I feel the same way.”

“That applies to this too, okay? Seriously, I’m glad you’re bringing her so you’re not alone.”

“Okay,” I nod, swallowing past a lump in my throat. “I think... This’ll be the last time I talk to him. ‘Specially if it’s as bad as Lucy and my Momma are making it out to be.”

“Good riddance, then,” Beck says, his voice pitching down to his best attempt at a growl.

I let out a sharp huff of laughter, my lips quirking up in an involuntary grin.

“Yeah.” I nod.

It’s strange that society thinks omegas are the weakest designation out of the three. Because Beck and Andi have this way of pulling together the broken pieces of my mind and making me feel whole.

Beck and I make our way back out into the main part of the house. Just like I predicted, everyone is nursing their own slice of fresh bread.

My gaze is drawn to where Andi is standing with Cameron and the cameraperson, Aspen.

“You really know your stuff, huh, kid?” They say, their brows raised. “If my kiddo comes out half as enthusiastic as you are, I’ll be happy as hell.”