Omega Infused (Oak Grove #7) - Aria Grace Page 0,2
on some shorts before strutting out to the pool loaded with gorgeous guys.
It was a warm day but not quite hot enough for a swim, so I ordered a beer from the poolside bar then found a lounge chair near the deep end. I had a perfect view of the tanned bodies diving beneath the surface of the pristine water. Life didn’t get much better than that.
Reclined in my chair, I took a drink and let the cool beer slide down my throat. I was about to wave over the server to order a burger when I heard someone shouting on the other side of the pool. Normally, I didn’t like to get involved in other people’s business. But with my sunglasses on, and their loud voices carrying in a way that wasn’t easy to ignore, I turned in their direction to see what was happening.
Some greasy alpha was standing over an omega, yelling at the poor guy about a wet phone. The omega was wearing a baggy t-shirt over board shorts with his arms out in front of him, keeping the alpha at arm’s length. The bigger man kept screaming, walking toward the omega as he backed closer and closer to the pool.
I couldn’t hear everything that was being said but it was obvious the omega was terrified of it. When the alpha raised his hand and poked the omega in the chest, the smaller man stumbled backward, right into the pool.
“Asshole.” I looked around to see if security was about to intervene.
It didn’t look like anyone from the hotel’s management was around, but the alpha flipped off the guy flailing in the water then stomped away.
I watched the man for a second before I heard the garbled cries from the water.
“Help!” The omega bobbed above water for a second before drifting below the surface. When his head popped up again, he was gasping for air. “Can’t swim.”
“Fuck!” I jumped out of my lounge chair and reached the edge of the pool in four steps before diving in. My feet were barely under water before I felt the hand of the drowning man and pulled him toward the shallow end.
As soon as we were at the opposite end of the pool, I stood up, pulling the guy with me.
He coughed and sputtered, his fingers wrapped around my bicep as if he were still sinking to the bottom of the pool.
“Are you alright?” I patted his back as he tried to regain his balance.
His head bobbed up and down but he wasn’t able to speak yet.
“Okay, just breathe. You’re safe now.” I curled my arm around his back, holding him against me as he began to sob.
We must have been there for several minutes because the next thing I knew, a paramedic was pulling the guy out of my arms and onto a rolling gurney.
“Where are you taking him?” I climbed out of the pool and followed along as they walked him toward the ambulance, checking his vitals and talking to him as they worked.
“Just gonna have a doctor check him out.” One man lowered the stethoscope from the guy’s chest to his belly.
It was at that moment I noticed the bump he was clinging to.
“A doctor?” The omega started to freak out again as his palms covered his belly. “Is the baby okay?”
I stopped walking and watched as they continued to the awaiting van. He’s pregnant. That alpha was his mate. Obviously it wasn’t a great relationship, but it wasn’t my problem. He had people to check on him, and I wasn’t one of them.
With a heavy sigh, I turned around and went back to my room. The urge to lay by the pool with a beer and some wings was suddenly gone as the need to nap took its place.
As with all interesting moments in my life, it was gone as quickly as it came. And I was alone once again.
3
Logan
I looked at the discharge papers from the hospital for the thousandth time. I’d been so stupid thinking I could go on a blind date while pregnant. Not that it was my baby, and even if it was, people aren’t dead when they get pregnant.
I never lied. I told the alphahole that I was single and a surrogate. How was I to know he was completely stupid and thought I meant I was into Shibari? They don’t even sound alike.
And just like that—my mistake had nearly cost me my life, and more importantly, the life of my nephew.