Romance Omega Style [Resistant Omegas 9] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) Read Online Free PDF Page A

he whispered as he swirled his drink. He chugged it down and then picked up a chip. “I’m betting on twenty-five this time. Did he leave any mixed drinks down here?”
    Tristan got up and grabbed the pitcher made up from the bar and refilled Carson’s glass while the rest of us stared at the man with our mouths hanging open.
    “We’ll get through this, Carson,” Edric said gently, already having obviously heard this particular bomb being dropped. “You’re not alone in this.”
    “It’s okay,” Carson whispered. “Love is just an illusion and chemistry, right? It couldn’t last forever.”
    Fuck. When he put it like that, I wanted to drink away my issues too. It’s not like we hadn’t all been hurt before. What made us think this time around would be any better? Sometimes I wished we could have just stayed single.

Chapter 3
     
    Carter
     
    “Hey, Sampson,” I said nervously as I helped him with the tray he was carrying up the stairs. “Um, how are you? I didn’t see you come aboard earlier.”
    “I’m fine,” he answered as he tucked his hair behind his ear. “I didn’t know if you guys had your bar stocked up here and I’m not much of a gambler.” I saw his gaze dart behind me again and realized he wanted to see someone in particular. I followed the direction and watched Slate throw back his head and laugh at something Ollie said.
    “You’re staying with Carson, right?”
    “Yeah, he’s nice. He’s really upset today though. I feel bad for him but I don’t know what’s going on really,” he mumbled as his eyes never left Slate.
    “Your guards are some of my friends then, right? Slate—” I smiled when his gaze darted to mine. Busted! “You like him, don’t you?”
    “He doesn’t know I exist, Carter.” Sampson shook his head and then stared out into the ocean. “It’s like I’m invisible to him.”
    “I doubt that,” I hedged, hoping I was right but needing to talk to Slate first. “Want me to introduce you?”
    “No, he knows my name and has seen me at the house I’m sure. Just because he won’t talk to me, introducing me would be weird,” he stuttered, nervously fidgeting with his hands.
    “Okay then.” I smiled at him, having another idea. “Hey, everyone, look what Sampson brought up for us. Mojitos!”
    “No drinking and driving for me,” Lief chuckled. “But you’re taking over in an hour, buddy, so none for you either.”
    “I can have one,” I argued. “Please, the way our metabolisms are I could have the pitcher and be fine in a couple of hours if I eat.”
    “True that,” he agreed with a smile. “Nice to meet you, Sampson. We heard a lot about you from Carter. How’s Chicago treating you?”
    “It’s busy,” Sampson answered with a shrug. “Loud. I miss being in California.” I saw Slate flinch at what Sampson was saying. Obviously the Omega was not invisible to him. “It would be nice to get placed with a pack somewhere quiet. But Carson’s really nice to me and I like everyone there.”
    “We like you too, Sampson. You’re the easiest person I’ve ever had to guard,” Ollie said as he poured himself a glass. “You always listen, you’re polite, and you’re probably just the sweetest thing I’ve ever met.”
    “Oh, thank you,” he mumbled as his cheeks heated up. “You’re always nice to me too. If you guys want more drinks, just holler down.” Then he practically darted back down the stairs before we could say anything. Odd.
    “I better go start food if we’re going to be drinking,” Asher chuckled as he got to his feet and stretched. “I don’t think Brody has much of a tolerance or has gotten drunk ever. Good for him though.”
    “Wait, you want your mate to get drunk?” I asked him, staring at him like he was mad. “I’m freaking out that Vencentio is tossing them back while we’re banished up here by Edric.”
    “I don’t want him to get drunk like I push him to,” Asher answered as he gave me a funny look.