Chapter 596
Scott and Mitch were just walking through the lobby, when Mitch had to remind Scott to put his shirt back on. Of course, he didn't mind staring at Scott's bare skin. He just didn't like the attention Scott was getting, that wasn't coming from Mitch. They'd just gotten into the elevator, while Scott fidgeted around with his shirt before putting it on. Mitch frowned when another Omega checked Scott out, as the elevator doors closed. "Twelve." Scott looked to him immediately. "What's that, babe?"
"Nothing, just... I said twelve." Scott pulled his shirt over his head. "Twelve? Like the drummers drumming?" "Yes of course that's exactly what I meant." Mitch smacked his arm, continuing to pout. "You dork." Scott smiled at the sarcasm, but continued."Why twelve, baby?" "Twelve Omegas looked at you like a piece of meat, just in the few minutes it took to get from the beach to this very spot." Scott ignored the statistic, and leaned over to kiss the spot behind Mitch's ear. "Includi

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