“I’ll make the appointment in the morning,” declared Jake. “And you should look for your writers’ group.”
“How far are we from your city library?”
“Maybe five miles. Why?”
“There’s a group that meets there every Thursday evening from 6:30 to 8:30. I needed something to distract me on the ride over here so I looked into it.” Uncle Ed insisted the ride hadn’t taken hours, but it sure felt like it had.
“We can do that. I’ll bring you over and read while you…do whatever people do at a writers’ group meeting.”
“Critique each other’s work, mostly. I should send an email to make sure they’re fine with an omega joining.” He looked up at Jake’s face, illuminated by lamplight. “Is it okay if I kiss you?” He wasn’t sure if that was something the alpha was supposed to initiate.
“You can kiss me anytime you want, sweetheart.”