Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Aya

Part Six

I MISSED HIM THE moment I left. I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay and have him claim me in more ways...no, in one way, but he didn't. I wished for it. I wanted to say it. Bite my neck, claim me. But would it have worked if I wasn't in heat? The lessons from school said an Alpha will claim his Omega with a bite to the nape during heat. Were they right? My neck was burning all night. I almost, very nearly cried because of it. Was that my body telling me it needed to be bitten? My conscience was probably just getting to me. The angel on my shoulder sat with his head draped forward, haloed head in his hands. Fuck you angel. And fuck you guilty conscience. I decided I wasn't going to think about Henley again. I wasn't going to scan my memory counting his different smiles. I wasn't going to remember his hands digging into my hips. And I definitely wasn't going to close my eyes and beg my conscious thoughts to replay every second I spent with him. But that decision was wasted, because I did all of those things. And it didn't help me when I met my fiancé for the first time. He was so smart and ambitious. Kind and gentle. My family loved him, mostly. My brother didn't really pay him any attention that day. I guessed he didn't like him or rather I felt that he didn't. Being a twin has its good points and bad. Good was that I could tell him anything, bad was that I couldn't hide a thing from him. He'd know if I was having a bad day even when I faked my smile, like some kind of telepathy. I hated it and loved it all the same.

During the meeting with my future husband, we spoke about many things. But those many things simply didn't interest me. And when the day ended and he kissed me, my thoughts went to Henley. I was wicked. I was wrong and I hated that I felt like my fiancé was kissing away the last remnants of the stranger I'd just met. Well, not really a stranger, but I hated it. I felt nothing. No spark. No magic. No burn. Nothing. It was empty with Coal.

"Welcome home," I said as my brother placed a chaste kiss on my head and nudged me from my thoughts. "Mom and dad have gone to the hospital."

"I figured. Why are you out here?"

"Just relaxing. I like the garden."

He smiled as he sat opposite me. "You always have. Even as a little kid you'd always be in this garden."

"Yeah."

"Shame you left to be a live in cleaner and cook for your poor idiot twin."

"You can't cook."

"So I'm definitely an idiot?" He chuckled and relaxed back in the soft sun lounger.

"Maybe, at times. By the way the meeting with Coal went well. You disappeared on me and only showed your face now."

"Didn't want to be around some smart suit with power in his back pocket. It's not my thing."

"No, living it up and drinking too much is, right?"

"I don't drink that much, but living it up is. Kinda like you the other night."

"Sure sure. Anyway, Coal is alright."

Aida grimaced and waved his hand as if dismissing his name. "You had fun?"

I was confused. "Not really, but…."

He cut me off. "I'm not talking about Coal." And he smiled. "Be happy," I knew his simple words were meant two ways. My brother could see through my bullshit. He never told me what to do, but knew how to comfort me regardless. "Forget mom, forget dad and definitely forget that suit. Be happy for you for once."

"If only it was that easy." I needed to get my head clear and focus on what I had. A man that would love me. A man that would take care of me. A man my parents wanted. When my phone buzzed, I assumed it was Coal, like always, telling me goodnight. But when I read the name in the message on my screen, I knew it was a lost cause. Then I looked over at Aida. He grinned and got up. My mouth went dry and I had no words for him as he walked inside, leaving me with my message. So I opened it.

…….: Hey Henley here. Well...I guess me messaging you gives you a clue as to who gave me your number. Please don't yell at your brother. But anyway. I can't and I won't forget you. I tried, but it's impossible when something is so damn right. Like being struck by lightning, but in a good way. God! Is being struck like lightning good at all? But that's how it felt being with you. I sound like such a dork….

I looked away briefly as I started to laugh, he really is such a dork.

….anyway. When I was kid I accidentally touched electric fencing and damn that fucking hurt my hand and my arm was fizzing for hours. Like how my body fizzed as soon as it touched yours, but a good fizz and not from the neighbours electric fencing. But anyway I want to take you out for dinner. Forget the fiancé because we both know he's not the guy for you, no matter how sweet or smart he might be. I am though. So text me. Tell me yes. Like the other night. Take that chance, with me Aya. Please. X

My stomach knotted with a need. A need to reply. I know I shouldn't text him. I know I shouldn't think about him. But there he is on the other side of his phone, waiting for my reply. There he is being open and honest in a hilarious and perfect way. So I best not leave him hanging.

Me: I'm afraid I've never been electrified by any form of fencing or anything at that matter. But I did feel the same that night. In the bar. In your bed. I won't lie to you, although I'd been lying to myself for the last few days. So yeah, I will go out for dinner with you.

Sent.

Then I quickly added a name to the number. Henley. And I smiled holding my phone, waiting for a message back. I need to thank Aida, but you bet your bottom dollar he's already smiling. "Oh, he messaged." I didn't expect him to text back in quick fashion. But he did and I got all excited.

Henley: GREAT!!! Wow. God! I didn't think you would message back. I thought maybe the other guy had already stolen your heart. Luckily he didn't, right? He didn't steal it did he? Because I think I'd have to fight him for it. Lol. So, dinner. TONIGHT. My place. I'll cook or we can eat out. It's totally up to you. X

Me: Wow, you're so funny. Like adorable funny. I like it, really like it. So your place tonight. Or I can get my stuff and come now. I remember where you are. Is that okay? X

Henley: Stuff? By stuff you mean a bag that will contain overnight things? I hope to god that's what it means. If you could see me now, praying to some invisible deity that you're bringing over night stuff you'd laugh your beautiful little head off. I can almost hear it. X

Well I am laughing, so maybe he actually could.

Me: Yes. Overnight bag. Pyjamas. Toothbrush. Hairbrush. Face cream. My favorite shower gel and shampoo, too. X

Henley: If you add a few more things it would sound like you're already moving in. Do you need help with your huge bag of things? I'm tough, so I can bring whatever furniture you might want to bring as well. X

He was so funny. Seriously, the weirdest person I'd ever had the pleasure of meeting, but I couldn't get enough. So I sent a quick text telling him I'll be thirty minutes. Thank god or as he calls it, an invisible deity that he doesn't live that far away, not by car anyway. So I jumped up from my lounger and rushed in through the doors and up the stairs. I ignored Aida when he called me as I darted into my room and grabbed my overnight bag. Well, a bigger than most overnight bag. "Hey dip shit, what you doing?"

I didn't look at him, but I still answered him. "Getting bits. Where's my face cream?"

"I used it."

"Go get it. I need it and stop using my stuff you asshole."

"Alright Mr freak. Don't get your knickers knotted," I chuckled and flung my pyjamas in my bag with clean clothes for tomorrow. Then I went into the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush and wash bits. "Are you going somewhere?" Aida asked, holding out my face cream.

"Thanks. Like, really Aida. Thank you."

"Your welcome bro. Have fun."

"I will," I said through a smile. "See you tomorrow, maybe."

"In a good way, I hope not." I hugged my brother real quick and then grabbed my bag. I rushed back through the house grabbing my wallet and keys on the way. Then I stopped short, assessing if I should take my emergency kit with me. My lip was hurting because I was biting it so hard. I should, I know I should. But I didn't want to. I wanted whatever happens tonight to happen. I really want that, more than anything. More than what my parents want for me. More than Coal, definitely way more than Coal. So, here goes.