Some Like it Hot - J. D. Light Page 0,10

How have you been?" He stepped back, still holding the top of the guy's arms, and looked him over. "Are you back home for the summer? Why haven't I seen you?"

Lukas was young and handsome, probably around nineteen, and he blushed like a typical overwhelmed nineteen-year-old when an attractive person hugged them. It would have been funny, if it weren't for the fact that I was really starting to feel the oafishness I usually felt around attractive people.

"Hi, Bates," Lukas said shyly, smiling. "I'm doing really good. I'm only helping my parents until I go back to school. My mom just got her shoulder surgery. I was working for the travel adventure company just outside of town, but Mom didn't have anyone else who knew enough about what they were doing, so I came back to help. I still do the rafting on the weekends though."

"I bet that's a great way to stay in shape."

I stood to go help with the food, feeling weird about just sitting there on the couch while Bates grabbed the food and chatted it up with the handsome omega standing in his doorway.

"Oh, wow," Lukas said, when he spotted me, his eyes going wide.

I blinked, unsure what was happening. I didn't think I looked as intimidating without all that hair on my face, and Jennings and Riley had assured me that my hair looked much friendlier when it was down, but that I had to make sure to blow dry it and put product in it, because my hair was––in Riley's words––lifeless as fuck, and made me look like I needed to wash my balls. Whatever, my balls were clean, and my hair only looked like that because I pulled it back in a ponytail when I was done showering, to keep it out of my face.

That was another thing. Jennings said no more low ponytails. I didn't really understand why they'd made it their mission to groom me. It seemed kind of pointless to me, and now with so much of my face exposed, I felt… almost vulnerable.

Like Lukas standing there, staring at me like that. If my look was so much friendlier, why was he looking at me like that?

Bates cleared his throat, taking the bags out of Lukas' hands, before smirking at me over his shoulder, making me even more confused.

"Hi," the young omega said, leaning around Bates to give me a small smile, while he watched me with those wide eyes.

I lifted my hand in an awkward wave, before reaching out, handing him a wad of money that was more than enough to cover the food, not all that impressed with myself as I recognized the feeling in my chest as jealousy. I had nothing to be jealous about. The man absolutely did not belong to me, so I shouldn't be irritated by the easy way Bates seemed to be able to talk to the guy and the bright smile on his face.

"Wow. You guys are really stunning together," Lukas whispered in awe.

There wasn't anything in my mouth, but I choked anyway, going into a coughing fit as Bates laughed nervously.

"Oh," Bates said. "He's not my omega. I mean, I'm not his alpha. He gives me sugar!" He yelled that last sentence loudly, before whimpering. "Not that kind of sugar. He doesn't love me!" He shot me a distressed look. "Why are you allowing this to happen? Cover my mouth!"

He shut up immediately, and the room went silent for a moment, as my coughing finally came to an end, and Bates clamped his mouth shut hard, before groaning and dropping his face into his hand.

A laugh bubbled out of Lukas, drawing my attention as he nodded, patting the air. "Okay, okay, I think I understand," he said, winking at me before looking back at Bates just as the man peeked up over his palm. "You guys are fuck buddies."

Bates groaned and covered his face again, while Lukas laughed even harder.

"I'm kidding. I'm kidding," the kid said. "But seriously, I'd totally watch the two of you––"

He was cut off by the door slamming in his face, and Bates groaned while Lukas cackled, his voice fading as he made it toward the stairs.

Bates' face was bright red when he turned to look at me, and I wasn't really sure what to do with myself, so I took the food from him. He stopped me when I started to turn, taking one of the bags and pulling the two containers out of the paper