Chapter 40: Part 40
/Abels POV/
"Hey...what are you doing?" I heard a voice from the entrance. My head snapped up, slightly startled at the intrusion. Edward was leaning by one of the white pillars holding up the ceiling. "Can I come in?"
"Of course," I shut the laptop, my fingers flexing in front, cringing at the sound. Ever since I came back from the university, my time has been occupied with grading papers.
I wasn't sure I had enough focus left to spare for this one. Perhaps I needed a break and coffee refill.
After carefully removing a pile of books and turning off the nearby vinyl, my friend took a seat on the couch, crossing his legs.
"I have a date tonight."
My brow raised at that, a devilish smirk curling on my lip. "So you finally made up your mind and asked out Allie."
He made an affronted sound in his throat, shaking his head. "She's my sister's best friend! Why would you...doesn't matter. It's not her but one of her colleagues."
"Cool."
"Wait, why did you think it's her?"
I gave him a bored look, blinking innocently. "I can see the way you look at her, Ed. You know, if not for your constant denial, I would have believed that you both are a thing."
"I don't look at her anyway. Your brain has rotted by reading all these books." Edward pointed at the shelf behind, crossing his arms against the chest.
"That was uncalled for." I clicked my tongue. "Anyways, what did you want then?"
"Oh, I was just informing you that I may be staying at her place."
"Wow, confident much?"
He shrugged.
"Okay, see you tomorrow and don't forget to wrap your..."
The Alpha cut me off before I could get to the end of the sentence, cursing and storming out of the room. As the door slammed harshly behind him, I flinched, sinking back in the chair.
***
As evening rolled in; I waited for Edward to leave for his dinner date before getting ready. The last thing I wanted was for him to find out about my plans. I may be buried under the ground, and that's putting it lightly.
I texted Emma to meet me in the parking while I took the stairs, an edgy twist in my stomach. This did not happen before, the anxiety taking control of my body. Maybe I should not have invited her over for dinner. It was a spur of the moment, a silly decision that will make me regret it later.
My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my thoughts. Shaking my head, I descended the stairs, rushing to the parking where I spotted the omega.
"Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"Not really." She firmly averted her eyes and climbed into the car without a word. I hastily entered the vehicle from the other side and typed the address into the GPS, feeling content with my choice.
I felt small looks thrown my way, but I prevailed, keeping my eyes on the road in front of us. It wasn't until we were almost in the centre of town that I spoke up, worry easily discernable in my voice.
"Are you quite alright?" I asked delicately while she sent me an indignant glare, but didn't reply. Huh. That's odd. After she stormed out this morning while I was in the middle of a conversation with Bree, I had not seen her for the rest of the day.
I gazed back in cautious silence, thinking hard. “Is it something I have done?”
“Oh, why don’t you ask your Bree?”
“My Bree?” My mouth twitched at the frown settling on her face, hands clasped in her lap. The omega was still not facing me, her head tilted towards the car window.
“She was asking me about an upcoming exam, Emma. Nothing is going on between us.”
Her nose flared, and she turned to look me in the eye. “I don’t think she knows that. She threatened me a while ago to stay away from you.”
“That’s insane. I don’t even know her outside my class.” My grip tightened on the steering wheel, jaw set in a straight line.
“R-Really?”
“Why would I lie to you?”
The air around was heavy, suffocating with an odd tension that I couldn't identify, and I didn’t know how to break it. I felt helpless, lips sewn shut and tongue glued to the roof of my mouth.
“Okay…” She cleared her throat. “I will not let that crazy woman affect me anymore. Uhh…also, I apologise for acting weird in the morning.”
I folded my lips to stop the amusing smile from breaking out. It was certainly interesting how she said that in front of Bree. Fortunately, a call on my phone gave me a reason to escape from Bree’s questioning.
***
“What is this place?”
“I thought you would enjoy a low-key place this time.”
From the corner of my eyes, I saw her cheeks redden as if recalling the last time we went out. Pushing open the door, I watched as she slid in, sniffling at her scent. My eyes rolled back, the delicious smell taking over me.
“Abel.” Her straightened hair was left down, parted in the middle and a few of the loose fringe tickling at her cheekbones. The omega was dressed in a pink blouse, almost sheer save for the neckline tucked in a black skirt and pair of clunky matching shoes. “Come on in.”
“Yes,” I exhaled sharply.
The french cafe was a quaint building that I found while driving around. It’s almost hidden by the shadowy trees and tall buildings.
“You look beautiful, Emma.”
She beamed at me, sending my heart running laps and a faint smile curling on my lips. “Thank you, Abel.”
Silence settled between us, not awkward but tensed nonetheless, my palms feeling clammy. My shoulders sagged, hands clasped on the table as I blinked at her.
“So…Emma, what have you been up to?”
***
Her head rested against the passenger seat, serenely quiet as our fingers pressed intimately in total comfort. The dinner started slow, but by the end of the night, she was talking about her childhood, why she got into literature, and her hobbies.
I stopped the car, and she blinked alive, looking around. It was far past ten, but that didn't matter as Edward was not home anyway.
“We are here.”
She hummed. The fresh air hit my cheeks as I stepped out. Far from the cafe, everything appeared quieter than usual. The night was dark, and there was barely a breathing life around us.
Tension sizzled as we reached the elevator, a lump in my throat as our sides brushed.
“I don’t want this night to end.”
A flush sat on her cheeks, lips parted as she admitted it, leaning to my side.
“It doesn’t have to.”
“How?” She stared into my eyes, breathing quickened, a glaze in her stare that made it impossible to look away.
“Edward is not coming back home tonight.”
“Let me text Allie.”
***
I kicked open the door to my house with passion, dragging her in and shoving against the nearest wall.
Emma was staring intently with a fiercely carnal light glinting in her eyes that I stilled. Our bodies were pressed together, the blending of heat making it harder to breathe.
A high-pitched mewl burst out of her throat; as her nails raked down my shirt. My vision was swimming, and I was greeted with the sight of Emma unceremoniously dropping to her knees inches away when I blinked it clear. The omega was impatiently ripping at the button and zipper of my jeans.
"Wait, baby, you can't," I blurted out, reaching my hands down to grip at her shoulders in an effort to hold her off.
She made a whining sound in the back of her throat.
“But I thought….” The neediness in her voice made it more pitched and nasally, and for some reason, it's really doing something to my cock. Confused lines marred her face as she looked up, hands pressed against my legs.
She shoved the fabric up, exposing tan dips and swells to her hungry eyes. I watched as her tongue rolled out past her lips, and she pushed up on her knees, face pressing into my stomach. The omega flicked her tongue along my skin, her eyes rolling back as a needy little sound caught in her chest on a gasp.
Before she could continue further, I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her to her feet. A squeak escaped past her mouth, hands flying to wrap around my neck as I carried her.
“Wrap your legs around me, baby,” I grunted in her ear, lips touching the shell, seeing the omega squirm in my hold as I walked us to my bedroom.
“W-What are you doing?” Her voice sounded choppy; eyes clenched shut as she held on to me.
“Returning the favour from last time.”
***