As they made their way to the Top-drop, Tatum pulled Andrew from stall to stall looking at everything. Andrew was enjoying Tatum’s excitement, and he himself was fairly content, he didn’t really feel any anxiety.

Walking hand in hand they passed a candyfloss stand, Tatum's eyes lit up at the sight of the pink fluffy clouds.

Andrew pulled her to the stand, buying a big candy floss.

He handed the treat to Tatum who smiled brightly at him. "Hmmmmm Yum"

Not having both hands to eat with, Tatum took a big bite by stuffing his face into the floss.

When he looked up into Andrew's amused eyes, his nose was covered in pink fluff.

Andrew was smiling broadly letting out a soft chuckle.

"What?" Tatum asked giggling.

"Hmmm, Nothing," Andrew said with a sparkle in his eyes.

"You're smiling!" Tatum accused him.

"Am not!"Andrew denied laughing.

"Haha that was such a 1st grader response, but you are smiling, so what’s up?"Tatum asked.

"Hmmm" Andrew moved closer, his face above Tatum's, looking down at Tatum his eyes intense.

"…" Tatum looked up into his blue eyes, almost drowning in their depths.

Andrew suddenly lowered his head.

Tatum let out a little gasp trying to step back, but Andrew's arm came down around his waist holding him there.

Then... he flicked his tongue out, licking the candy floss from the tip of Tatum's nose.

"…" Tatum gaped at him.

"You taste sweet," Andrew said matter-of-factly.

Still looking down at Tatum he whispered. "I won the game of strength, can I claim my prize?"

Tatum's breathing accelerated, the erotic way Andrew licked the candy floss from his nose making his heart rate erratic.

"You never told me what you wanted." Tatum blushed.

Andrew leaned in slowly, closing the distance between their faces. "I told you... A kiss."

Tatum couldn't move, he stared up into Andrew's eyes then at his lips as they started coming closer. As Andrew's lips softly touched his, his heartbeat went wild, he stopped breathing. And didn't start again until Andrew stepped back.

It had been a soft chaste kiss, with just enough pressure to drive all thoughts from Tatum's mind.

Tatum had dropped the candy floss the moment their lips connected the sparks that flew between them were otherworldly.

Tatum was so shocked at being kissed, that he didn't know what to do; after all, it was his very first kiss.

Andrew was watching Tatum's reaction closely.

Tatum smiled briefly, and then looked slightly confused. "Um, we are still riding the Top-drop right? Even though you kissed me, I mean."

"Haha, Tatum come here!" He folded Tatum into a hug. "We're still riding your batshit crazy ride; I just wanted to make sure I got my prize."

Andrew's hard muscles beneath Tatum's hands were twitching. Tatum felt his heartbeat clearly it was just as erratic as his own. Tatum was the first to pull away, trying to hide the heat in his face and steadying his heart rate.

Andrew felt oddly disappointed that Tatum had pulled away, strangely wanting to hold her for longer.

He got pulled along by Tatum towards the rollercoaster.

Standing in the queue, many people especially women were staring at Andrew in appreciation making him uncomfortable. He moved closer to Tatum, putting his head on her shoulder he hid his face in her neck. Of course, Tatum had noticed the stares and Andrew's anxiety.

As he placed his head on Tatum's shoulder sliding his face closer to her neck, Tatum released a small amount of scent. Andrew breathed in the soft smell of Gardenias, feeling more relaxed by the second.

"Mmmm, I love your perfume..." *he whispered*

*Tatum was startled* He can scent me? No, he must be smelling the fabric softener. He thought.

"Hmm mm, smells like my favourite flower," Andrew whispered.

When he lifted his head, looking into Tatum's eyes he was completely at ease. It was their turn to get onto the Top-drop.

"If I die from a heart attack my ghost will haunt you!"Andrew taunted.

"Haha, I know CPR so you'll be fine."Tatum threw back.

"Hmm, you're going to give me mouth-to-mouth?"Andrew teased Tatum.

Tatum flicked his eyes up into his, blushing. "On second thought, I'll just let you die!"

"Hah, Harsh Tatum, and here I thought you'd miss my grumpy ass!" Andrew was laughing.

"Nope, sorry no dice!" *giggling at Andrew's shocked face*

Tatum patted him on the cheek. "Let's go!"

One hell of a ride later...

Andrew felt exhilarated; out of the blue he picked Tatum up and spun him around, laughing. "That was bloody awesome!!! haha"

Tatum didn't know what to do; he clutched Andrew's shoulders, also laughing As Andrew lowered Tatum to the ground slowly he slid down his body till his feet touched the ground.

He leaned in their faces inches apart, then kissed Tatum on the cheek. "Thank you for coming with me."

"M-my pleasure..." Tatum mumbled while blushing.

"Haha, you look like a tomato, sorry for teasing you." He kissed Tatum’s cheek again. "Come on let's go have some lunch."

Pulling Tatum along they made their way to the restaurant for which they had a voucher from the high striker. They were seated very quickly and ordered food in short order then sat trying to relax a bit.

"So, Tatum?"Andrew said smiling.

"Mmm mm?" Tatum Replied

" It's been a few weeks and I haven't bitten you're head off yet."  Andrew said smiling.

" I'm glad it's still attached, I kind of like it." Tatum laughed.

" Haha, yeah funny story, me too. Anyway, we had our ups and downs." Andrew smirked at Tatum. "But mostly you adhere to my rules, tell me the period of your contract."

" Oh, okay. Um 2 months’ probation then Mr Down said we will discuss further extension based on various factors." Tatum said looking a bit glum. "My head still being attached to my body is one of those factors."

Andrew snorted a short laugh.

"Haha." Tatum blushed sheepishly

"No offence taken Tatum relax." Andrew smiled.

"Mm okay, sir..." Tatum replied a little nervously

"You have a tell, you know that?" Andrew mused

"A tell?" Tatum questioned cocking his head to the side.

"When you're nervous you refer to me as sir or Mr Pearce or Sir," Andrew said

"Oh!" Tatum was surprised.

"Why? Do I make you nervous Tatum?" Andrew inquired.

... *blushing profusely*

"You're not going to answer me?" Andrew teased.

... *shaking head*

"Is it because I’m scary?" Andrew was genuinely curious now.

"Aaah, no sir.' Tatum looked a little sheepish.

"Oh? Am I not intimidating?" Andrew teased again.

"No, n-not really..." Tatum answered honestly.

"Strange, most people find me intimidating either because of my size, demeanour or wealth" Andrew quipped. "Before my ordeal, I was known to be cold-hearted and difficult."

"You're not cold-hearted!" Tatum blurted out.

"Just listen." *he put his hand on Tatum's cheek then slid his thumb over her lips* "I didn't make many friends easily, the few I did make stuck around. I did do relationships, yes. I had women around me but they didn't interest me, and I didn't pay attention to them, it was just sex. And that's also how I ended up being trapped in that cellar, I brought it upon myself by screwing around. I did everything for only myself and didn't consider anyone else's feelings.Yes, I had girlfriends, but as soon as they started talking about the future and love I dropped them like a hot potato."

Tatum removed the plastic horns placing them into his rucksack. "So you made a lot of enemies not only in the business world but also in the relationship department."

"Yes, I've never really committed, I never found anyone I wanted enough to spend my life with or love," Andrew said sadly.

"I see, that's kind of sad, but understandable." Tatum looked a bit sad on Andrew's behalf.

"Really? Do you understand?" Andrew asked.

*Tatum looked down at his hands* "Yes I do, I have a similar problem."

"What ha! You're not cold-hearted and you must be the most easy-going, cheerful pain in the ass I've ever met. I'd say you're motherly in a sense." Andrew scoffed.

"Ha, ha you're sort of right." Tatum sounded a bit sheepish

"So, why are you single Tatum? Tell me you are beautiful, friendly, warm-hearted everything men love." Andrew asked.

"It’s complicated." Tatum tried to evade the question.

"Complicated? Are you into girls?" Andrew asked teasingly.

"Haha! That's not it but likely part of the problem in a way." Andrew smiled slightly

"Huh? Tell me more." Andrew sounded confused byt the evasion.

"I can't." *looking slightly sad*

"Why not?" Andrew was very curious

"I just can't." Tatum replied stubbornly

"Is it a secret?" Adrew sat up straighter in his chair.

"Yes and No." Tatum said.

"What the actual fuck Tatum, are you into girls or guys?" Andrew was gettin gannoyed.

"Haa! Um, Guys Mr Pearce..." Tatum sighed.

"There you go again with the nerves, it's Andrew."

"Okay." Tatum looked at his hands folded in his lap.

"You're really not going to tell me?" Andrew asked stubbornly.

 "I don't think it's a good idea, especially not with so many people around" Tatum said softly.

"Hmmm, you really intrigue me more and more..." Andrew said slowly

"I don't know if that’s a good thing or very bad." Tatum sighed again.

"Okay, answer me this... Have you ever been in love?"Andrew tried another tactic.

"No." Tatum said without hesitation.

"I know you never dated or did the dirty we established that due to my idiocy."Andrew looked apologetic.

"Or kissed..."Tatum winced.

"That's a lie, you kissed me earlier."Andrew laughed.

*Tatum blushed bright red, hiding his face in his hands*

"Wait...was that your 1st kiss?" Andrew was appalled.

"Mm mm."Tatum mumbled.

"Ah Fuck!"Andrew swore loudly

"Haha, it's fine Mr Pearce, it was nice."Tatum tried to cheer him up.

"Nice?! Tatum, you're 1st kiss is supposed to be mind-blowing. Dammit, I'm sorry I fuck't up again."Andrew was annoyed at his own ignorance.

"Forget about it. Please."Tatum begged.

"Okay for now. But I have some more questions; you baffle me a bit so I need to know."Andrew said finally.

"If I can answer them, I will,"Tatum promised.

"What perfume do you wear? So I can get you more, I really like the smell."Andrew asked.

"U-um, um, mmm."Tatum was trying to think of an answer.

"What? You don't know the name? You can just tell me at home after you look at the bottle."Andrew looked a little confused.

"I-i can't"Tatum was at a loss of how to answer.

"Oh, why not, is it finished? Did you throw away the bottle?"Andrew asked with aslight frown.

"Not exactly..."Tatum looked uncomfortable.

"Tatum getting answers out of you is like pulling teeth, very bloody difficult. Just tell me straight up."Andrew said grumpily.

Sigh "I don't wear perfume, Mr Pearce." Tatum said finally.

Andrew couldn't formulate a response, she doesn't wear perfume? Then what have I been smelling? The house smelled like Gardenias every now and then mostly when in her presence, the car and her they all did. Thoughts were rushing in and out of his head. But the smell disappeared as quickly as it sprang up, it never lingered and it calmed him right down. One thought kept jumping back up, pheromones. If she wore no perfume, was it pheromones? But he didn't get nauseated or anxious with the scent, it had the opposite effect. Was she not a Beta? He started to get angry, she wasn't answering his questions.

"Tatum?"Andrew was visibly agitated.

Tatum could see the cold look forming; he'd seen it that first day they met. Andrew Pearce wanted answers

"Mr Pearce?"Tatum said resigned to what was to come.

Tatum braced himself.

"Are you a female omega? And if you are why do your pheromones not trigger me?"Andrew accused in the form of a question. "Don't even try to lie, Tatum."

"No, I am not a female Omega sir, I'm something else... And the scent you speak of can't be me."Tatum said confidently.

*I am a male omega and my pheromones are undetectable the way he describes... Unless... No, it can't be.*

"Something else?" *he was getting angry now*

"Um, I'm afraid you won't understand. Do you know the term recessive?"Tatum asked.

"Recessive means inferior, as far as I know.'"Andrew answered.

"Usually, that would be correct, but not for our evolution species," Tatum replied.

"Tatum, you're making less and less sense, Recessive means lacking in some way. Isn't that right?"Andrew said annoyed.

"Recessive means, not manifested or undeterminable," Tatum said.

"Okay, wait so you're not a female Omega because you're recessive? Or you're a Beta because you're recessive?"Andrew asked.

"No, it's complicated. The scent you say you smell can't be me, I have no scent."Tatum said finally.

"Even a Beta has a scent; they smell like Betas, like average humans."Andrew shot back.

"Yes, but I don't smell like anything," Tatum said again.

"That's impossible Tatum, when I had my nose in your neck earlier I smelt Gardenias. Come here." *he had grown very agitated now*

"Why?"Tatum asked startled.

"I'm going to bloody well stick my nose in your neck again."Andrew said stubbornly.

Tatum stared at Andrew for a few seconds

"Now, come here."Andrew demanded.

"Okay, sir." Tatum moved closer to him, sure that he wouldn't be able to smell anything, he wasn't scenting

Andrew grabbed his head and stuck his nose right against Tatum's neck, but there was no smell of sweat or Gardenias.

"Tatum, you don't even smell like sweat" Andrew said confused.

"As I said, I have no scent"Tatum replied.

"Okay, so not an omega; you have no scent, yet... Never mind. Are you done eating?"Andrew was confused.

"Yes sir, I am done, "Tatum said.

Andrew eyed Tatum, her demeanour had shifted, and she was being very careful and stiff.

"Okay, let's go home," Andrew said stiffly.

*Fudge buckets! I was able to lie because he said female omega, I am a bad liar but I am a male omega... I'm in trouble.* Tatum thought

She is lying, I know she is lying, why is she lying? Is she actually an Omega? Andrew was sure.

I'll call an old acquaintance about this recessive crap. Andrew told himself. But she had no scent... Where did the gardenia scent come from then?

They drove back in silence; Andrew had been so lost in thought that he didn't even need Tatum's hand to get to the car.

Oooh! What's going to happen now? Follow me to find out... Much Love. Simarah