Page 20 of Beg for It

As I’m heading out the door after my last class, an arm wraps around me. My heart leaps into my stomach, thinking it’s River or one of his pack, but when I look up to see Jamie’s playful grin gleaming down at me, I relax, letting out a breath.

“Hey Cam. What’s up man?” he asks, giving my shoulder a squeeze.

“Hey Jamie. You scared the shit out of me.”

He laughs, letting go and taking a step back. Honestly, I’m glad for the space. Jamie is a good guy, but he’s an alpha. An alpha who’s not mine. Being touched by him feels wrong, even if it’s only meant to be friendly.

“Sorry about that. Saw you and wanted to come say hi. Haven’t heard from you in a few days. How have you been? Still hung over?”

“Haha.” I drawl.

He just grins wider before his face changes into something softer. “You doing okay?”

I shift uncomfortably. “I’m fine.”

“You sure?” his brows furrow. “The other day…”

“It’s fine. Really, I’m okay. Just having some trouble adjusting. This life is a lot different than I’m used to.”

“I bet.” he nods his head. “And what exactly were you used to?” he asks, raising a brow.

“Nice try.” I laugh.

“Hey, had to try.” he chuckles.

Jamie has been trying to get to know me better, but I haven’t been making it easy for him. Because in order to know about my past, he would need to know who my father is. The most I’ve told him was that I didn’t have the best home life and now I’m on my own, starting over.

I’ve only known Jamie for a week now, but he’s quickly becoming a good friend. That’s not something I’m used to. I’ve had a few people I’d talk to back at the compound, but ever since I presented, I made sure to keep my distance from everyone as much as I could, not wanting to risk people finding out.

So to have someone who knows nothing about me, able to start over with a clean slate, and have a friend, it’s nice.

“What are you doing this weekend?” Jamie asks as we start walking.

“Nothing. I was just staying in my dorm, maybe doing some studying. Why?” I ask, narrowing my eyes at him in suspicion. “If you’re about to ask me to go to another party, the answer is going to be hell no.”

He bursts into laughter. “Relax Cam, no party. At least not this weekend. Don’t think you're off the hook for that one by the way. I need a party buddy. It’s not my pack’s scene so I need someone to keep me company.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to meet an Omega if you didn’t have someone tagging along?” I ask. “Isn’t that what most college students want to do.’

“Do you?” he asks me, raising a brow.

“No.” I say a little too quickly

“Just because I’m an alpha and a football player doesn’t mean I only want to party and fuck.” he chuckles. “Although I already have the fucking part down pat.” he winks. “As for the Omega part.” he shrugs. “College parties aren't where I’m gonna find mine.”

He’s not looking at me, but I see the sly smile on his lips. Does that mean he already found his omega? I want to ask, but it’s really none of my business. We’re not that close yet. We just met. I don’t even know who the rest of his pack is.

“We’re getting off track. No parties. It’s the first football game of the year. If you don’t have plans, you should come.”

“Oh.” I blink a few times, looking out at the path as we slow to a stop by the fountain. “Football. Huh.”

“What? You don’t like football.” he says, mock hurt. “My poor jock heart.”

“It’s not that. I just haven't been to a game before. Don’t know much about the sport.”

“Well, it’s time to pop your cherry then, isn’t it?” he grins wickedly. My damn cheeks heat. God, I’m giving off virgin vibes in waves right now.

“I’ll think about it. What time?”