Omega and the beast

Chapter 13

It felt strange to sit next to Reed in his lavish and extremely luxurious orange Lamborghini Urus Ventaus. I felt small somehow, sitting in the passenger seat; glancing at him. I couldn't stop looking at him and his smell made me quite giddy.

Instead of his typical Dracula coat he wore a black leather jacket, a pair of Ray-Bans and in profile, his jaw and cheekbones were so incredibly sexy. Stop drooling over your boss, Ryan!

I sat and really cuddled in his hoodie. It smelled like him, and it made me feel safe in a different way. I don't know why, but I had become addicted to it, his scent. I feel almost manic when I've gone too long without smelling him and the thought of it made me feel a bit uneasy.

How can a man's scent affect me so much?! But I'm thankful I can because it's almost as lovely as his appearance. Stop act like a drooling creep now, Ryan!

I fumbled with the strings in the hoodie. Reed said nothing but didn't seem angry either. He just... drove; preoccupied with his own thoughts. I had to thaw the awkward silence.

"You choose cars like I choose clothes."

"What?" He looked at me questioningly.

"Yeah, you know... I usually wear purple shirts; I have purple eyes. You have an orange car," I gestured toward him. "Yeah, like your eyes." He raised an eyebrow. "You choose car by eye colour Reed!" I laughed before turning to the road again. "I would have liked a purple car. I think it would have been sassy! You know what they say, the cars we drive say a lot about us. A purple car would tell the world that I'm a happy guy with good taste!" Reed pondered for a while.

"I haven't thought of it myself. What does my car tell you about me?" Oh, how he has world's most beautiful eyes, sexiest cheekbones, an amazing scent, and the best looking... Easy now, Ryan. Easy... I smiled quirkily.

"Oh, the usual..." He frowned. "You know; there are people who have money and people who are rich. And you, Reed Ramon Hook, are both parties! Your car suggests you're a rich bastard, but not just rich with money. You have power and shit."

"Does my car tell you that? How I have power?"

"Yep, oh and how you are a cool guy but also hot, which makes you even more sexy!"

I put my hand to my mouth and looked the other way while blushing. I said that shit out loud! In itself it is true, but I don't have to make it more obvious how I like him because it just gets complicated. He's straight, I'm gay and I'm his slave.

It gets embarrassing for him when he comes home one day with a blonde girl under his arm and they see me and he's just like; Oh, by the way, this is my slave who's drooling over me. But don't worry, he isn't a threat. Though the risk of you slipping in his drool are quite high! She will then answer; Can't you just kick him out? And Reed must explain how he's stuck with me until I die since I work of my sister's debt. And this is something he must be embarrassed about since he keeps me isolated from his crew and employees.

"Sexy, huh?" he taunted.

"Um, I... you get what I mean!" I burst quite awkward. "AND your car says how all girls you get must like honey."

"I never thought how a car is like an open book," Reed chuckled.

"Look, sometimes you don't keep up with us street-smart guys! But I, I am observant!" I pointed to my temple. He laughed loudly, a sound I fucking love. "What?"

"You, observant?" he snorted with laughter as he turned through one of the larger curves in the woods. "You if anyone is NOT observant, Ryan."

"That's mean Reed! A slave driver shouldn't mock his slave, it's old-fashioned."