Resistant Omegas 5: Dewey by Joyee Flynn (black books to read .txt) 📗

the idea. I’d always wanted one and that way I could call Taggart tonight if that was allowed. Sure I could call on the house phone but it was different when I borrowed someone else’s stuff as opposed to doing it on my own terms.

“Pint size, that ain’t all I got on the list to get you.” He gave me a wink as the lady had him sign another receipt.

I looked at him a little warily. I wasn’t really sure I wanted to know what that meant but since he was happily mated with three men, I didn’t think it was something inappropriate. No, it was more he was way too excited and the last time he was excited I was clothes shopping for four hours. I was still thinking about how to handle the situation as we loaded the SUV when Taggart’s words the night before came back to me.

“Okay, but I can say no now and if it’s four more hours of clothes then I say no.”

“You’re not having fun?” Tristan asked quietly as we hopped in and he started up the vehicle.

“It’s not that,” I hedged, not wanting to hurt his feelings. “I like hanging with you and it was fun the first couple of hours but now I’m tired and still worn out from everything. Maybe we just don’t have to go so balls-out on my first trip into civilization. You went so fast that I feel like my head’s spinning.”

“That’s fair. Sorry about that. I just get so excited and I know it’s stupid because picking your own clothes won’t make you feel normal and all better. But for me making choices when I hadn’t for so long was difficult. And then I had to make some big ones right away so I just figured if you made a bunch of small ones when the time came you would feel more comfortable making decisions as you needed to.”

He was rambling but I kept up with his logic and smiled at him. “I like the theory and you’re right, it’s getting easier to say no when I didn’t like something. Let’s just slow things down a bit maybe. I would really like a cell phone and permission to at least text Taggart. He knows that speaking with George would have been hard on me and I want to let him know I’m okay and having fun with you.”

“Um, right, I was supposed to tell you that Jared talked to him. He called me when you were in the dressing room,” Tristan admitted sheepishly. I didn’t know a man that big could turn red like that. “Sorry, pint size.”

I was quiet a moment while plotting my comeback line. “You’re so getting me the coolest phone they have and unlimited texts because I’m texting the man I want more than anything all night.”

“Deal,” he sighed in relief. We glanced at each other and burst out laughing. He knew I wasn’t as mad as I played, but let me get away with it. The more time I spent with Tristan the more I wanted to become closer friends with him. He didn’t have a mean bone in his body and he really was one of those gentle giants some people called huge men.

Next thing I knew we were pulling into the parking lot of Best Buy. Now I was totally stoked. I’d seen one of their ads once at Taggart’s house that he got from the newspaper and I found myself wanting everything in there… Even if I had no clue what it was. Everything in the ad just looked all new, pretty, and shiny. Who wouldn’t want it all?

Tristan picked out a kick ass phone for me that I would never learn how to use all the stuff on. He said the iPhone could also be used as an iPod but I’d still need an iPad. I just looked at him and blurted out the first thing on my mind.

“iDon’t know what you’re talking about.”

He thought I was making a joke and started laughing until I kept staring at him with a vacant expression. Then he just told me to trust him, bought me way too much stuff, that cost more than all the clothes put together, and we were done.

“You’re a little bit crazy, you know that?” I asked him when we pulled up to his house.

“Yeah, but it’s the good kind of crazy that makes me so loveable, pint size,” he teased with a wink. “Now let’s get everything inside and I’ll show you how to text Taggart while we eat dinner. I’m sure he’s going to be so relieved to hear from you that we’re not tying you up by your toes.”

“Maybe later since he stole our mate all day long,” Jared playfully growled as he appeared out of nowhere and started taking in bags. “Did you spend his whole stipend in one day?”

“No, didn’t even make a dent in it.” Tristan leaned over and kissed his man before darting away with his hands full of bags as well. They raced off with my stuff and I wondered if I’d ever get to be in charge of this stipend. I doubt they were in the business of rescuing Omegas just to screw us over. But then again, I’d bring it up to Taggart tonight when we were texting just so he knew about it as well.

Just thinking of being cool and texting my man made me grin. I was going to use this time to learn as much as I could and get caught up with the world around me. Alpha Hooker never let me do anything cool and kept me technology impaired like my parents had. Taggart had tried to show me but when we had such limited time together, there seemed to always be something else we wanted to do.

Imagine that.

Chapter 4

I did end up texting with Taggart most of the night. He’d asked me why I didn’t just call him so