“I beg to differ. Just tell me.”
I sighed. I decided to just get it over with. “I met Chase at a party and we hooked up. I refused to give him my number and thought I’d never see him again, but then Jade unknowingly dragged me to his show.”
“That wasn’t so long.” Kyle smiled. “And I’m guessing you changed your mind about the one time thing and decided to give it another try?”
“Something like that. I mean, he’s not here much, so I have no idea what’s going to happen.”
“Are you guys exclusive? I guess that’s really the only potential issue.”
“He says he wants us to be.”
“That’s cool. That would be what I worried about most. Maybe his being away is a good thing. You can focus on you and not a relationship.”
“Focus on me?”
“Are there any activities you wanted to do but couldn’t find time for?”
“Not really… but I wanted to start doing some more volunteering, maybe find a part time job. Oh, and I’m going to check out Jade’s radio show.”
“That’s a nice list. It’s a place to start at least.”
I finished off my latte. “All right, you about ready to head home?”
“Sure. I wouldn’t want to keep Chase Denton’s girl out too late.” He gave me a wry smile.
I pushed his arm. “Don’t start.”
“I won’t, but don’t forget your hat, cowgirl.”
A thought occurred to me, and I put the hat on. “Can you get a picture of me?” I held out my phone.
“Sure.” I posed as seductively as appropriate in a coffee house. I took my phone back from Kyle and laughed. “It looks like I can pull off a cowgirl.” I texted the picture to Chase.
He didn’t answer right away which didn’t surprise me. They were playing in Baltimore that night.
I took off my hat, and we headed back toward my house.
“Thanks again for coming tonight. I know it wasn’t the best way to spend a Saturday night.”
“It was nice. We’ve never talked outside of class. We should do it more often.” I’d never really had a male friend before. Neither of us were each other’s types, so there was zero sexual tension between us which made it even better.
“Definitely.”
My house came into view, and my stomach dropped. Aaron was waiting outside again.
“Is that who I think it is?” Kyle asked.
“Unfortunately.”
“I’m guessing he’s waiting for you.”
“Let’s hope not. I really don’t feel like dealing with another confrontation with him.”
“Another?” Kyle tensed beside me. “You had one before?”
“Yes. I’d spent the night with Chase, and he was sitting right there.”
“And now you’re being walked home by me. He’s going to assume I’m the same guy. Are you okay with that?” Kyle looked at me questioningly.
“He can think whatever he wants. He has no say in what I do. But if you don’t want to deal with him, I can take it from here.”
“You actually think I’m going to let you face an angry ex-boyfriend by yourself?” He patted my arm. “Let’s do this.”
Aaron started toward us. “Oh, this is fucking brilliant. An Omega? A fucking Omega?”
“Keep your voice down and leave us alone. I already told you I want nothing to do with you.” I tried to step around him.
“Bullshit. This is absolutely bullshit. I’m not going to sit back and put up with this.” His eyes were partially blood shot. He was plastered. Aaron wasn’t a nice drunk.
Kyle stepped in front of me. “Calm down, man. She’s not your girlfriend anymore. She can hang out with anyone she wants.”
“In other words, Cara can become a whore now?”
A whore? He was calling me a whore. My mouth was dry. Why wasn’t I saying anything back?
“What did you just call her?” Kyle stepped toward Aaron. I touched his arm to pull him back, but he shrugged me off.
“A whore. We’ve been broken up a few weeks and she’s already moved on? And my bet is you’re not the first guy. Was she with you last time? Or was she fucking someone else?”