to dwell on it, since him not having a date meant I could ask him. "Will you go with me?"
Blinking, he licked his lips. "Like ride with you?"
I chuckled, pressing another kiss to the corner of his mouth and then to his lips for good measure. "You're adorable." He huffed indignantly and I quickly sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. "No. Be my date."
He stilled. "You want me to go with you?"
"Definitely."
"Where people can see?"
I pulled my head back, my face stuck somewhere between laughter and confusion. "You don't want to be seen with me?"
Another snort, this one a bit more self-deprecating than the last. "More like I can't believe you want to be seen with me."
"Do you think I don't mean this?" That thought irritated me, and I didn't know if I was more frustrated with him or myself. Had I not made myself clear? Did he not realize how much I wanted him? How much I liked him?
"You know I've never done anything like this. I don't really know what to think of it."
I sighed, nodding. We'd been so perfect together, I'd forgotten he was completely new to all of this, but that didn't stop the lance of pain in my chest. "So, you slept with me, thinking it wasn't special."
He bit his lip, looking away. "Well, it's definitely special to me," he whispered, swallowing hard. "I just didn't know what it was to you."
It was amazing how quickly pain can be swept away by something so damn sweet. Cupping the side of his face, I pulled his eyes back around so I could look down into them, smirking when my thumb automatically went to the frame of his glasses to push them back into place.
"Special," I whispered, caressing his cheek. "Definitely special."
He smiled around that plush bottom lip he had caught between his teeth before nodding. "Okay. I'd love to go with you."
I kissed him hard, and even though we didn't make it to the bed right then, we did eventually, where we got a grand total of an hour and a half of sleep before we both had to be up and moving in order to get to work on time.
He rode with me, and I strutted like a complete idiot all the way to the front of the school with his hand in mine.
***
Cole and Riley's Wedding
"Da, did Newell tell you that he teaches science?" Maddox said, making Cashin groan.
My head snapped back around to where I'd stupidly left my date unattended at my brother's wedding in order to grab another champagne for us both.
"Science?" Da and Dad asked at the same time, their attention officially snagged.
"Do you study the human body too?" Dad asked, and I returned just in time to see my omega shrug, looking confused.
"Y… yeah. Well I actually teach chemistry, but I've volunteered to tutor some of the biology kids, and we go over basic anatomy in there."
Da's smile was bright as he reached out, putting his hand on Newell's shoulder. "Would you like to see us shirtless?"
"No," Cashin and I said at the same time, just as I handed my omega a much-needed drink.
Newell let out an uncomfortable sounding laugh, glancing over at Da's hand on his shoulder leerily. "I don't know that anyone has ever asked me that before."
I nearly laughed, remembering the other night when we'd been sitting around in his living room, snuggled up on the couch, and he'd laughingly told me that he though Da was hitting on him the first time he ever met the man, and I'd assured him that he was probably actually about to play match maker, because he couldn't help himself.
Without hesitation, both of my fathers untucked their shirts and lifted them, showing Newell their chests, and he grunted, stepping closer to me.
"W… wow," he said, reaching out to grip my arm tightly. "You both look great. Uh, nice nipples. Thank you."
Dad looked proud as he dropped his shirt and pulled Da against his side. "Thanks." He led Da off, and Cashin and I groaned.
"Thanks, Maddox," I grumbled, glaring at my brother's boyfriend.
Maddox chuckled, reaching out to tap the side of my foot with one of his crutches before moving away. Cashin followed, reaching out to tug on Maddox's ear, making the man chuckle, and I turned to my omega, groaning.
"I'm sorry about that. I swear they aren't trying to get you in their bed, they are just really supportive people, and sometimes that means… showing people their boobs."
He bit