Page 113 of No Omega Needed

"Dex," she whispers.

"I love you," I say, tipping her face up to mine. But my eyes squeeze shut, so it's counterproductive. My hands shake. My heart is trying to pound right out of my chest.

What if she destroys me again? What if Issac and Walker and Saint andeveryone elsedon't know what the fuck they're talking about?

Then you fucking deal, but at least you try.

"I have for years. Probably since I tried to hit on you and you told me to kick rocks," I whisper, opening my eyes.

Her eyes squeeze shut.

What a pair we make.

"I love you, too," Baby whispers.

We dance, barely moving. Our bodies cradled together, holding each other tight.

Warm, humid air escapes against my chest as Baby digs her fingers into my shoulders.

I tip her face to mine and kiss her. I've missed her so fucking much.

"You never wondered why?" I ask, leading her back inside. I am not having any confusion or misunderstandings this time. No fucking way. Helping her sit on the giant couch I squat down, taking off her sandals. "Why I wanted Kitten with us so badly?" I clarify.

"Of course, I get it. She's an omega," she says, glancing away.

"No. Shit, Baby, you're so fucking stubborn. I've never cared about that. Do I like Kitten as a person? Absolutely. I also loved how convenient it was that she's an omega. But I've never wanted an omega for myself. See the difference?"

She looks away.

"No. Listen to me." I tilt her head to mine. "You've always been skittish. Worried you'd lose Issac to an omega. Kitten is about the least conniving person you'll ever meet. You know that as well as I do. That's why I wanted her with us. So you never had to worry about losing us."

I give her my signature smirk. "I've fucked both of you, and only fell in love with one. Spoiler alert. It isn't Kitten."

Her mouth opens and closes a few times. Nothing comes out.

"I'm a sexual person. I love fucking," I say, shrugging. "Sure, the physical act is pleasurable." I grin. "I'm fond of Kitten as ahuman being. But the woman I'm in love with…" I catch her eyes. "Is a beta who refuses to see that she's just as important and worthy as an omega. Trust me, I know I've got no room to talk because I have my own shit to work on. But I love you. I want to be with you. No omega needed."

She doesn't say anything, which is very unlike her, so I continue. "When was it that shit went down? You were, what, five or six months pregnant?"

I run my thumb over her cheek.

She nods. "Somewhere around there."

"Other than at the show when I was about to knock the shit out of that guy… I haven't been fucked since you rode my cock, then shut me down when I told you I was in love with you."

"What? No way," Baby says, shoving my hand away from her face.

"I swear to fuck," I whisper.

That's our swear to God, no bullshit, can't lie, promise to each other.

She gasps, studying my face. "Seriously?"

I swallow thickly. She could absolutely destroy me if I'm not careful.

"Yeah," I say, praying the truth of my words comes across on my face. I catch her eyes.

"Why didn't you change, then? Show me you could be a good guy? I told you I was afraid of being hurt."