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Chapter 17

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8:45 am: Hey, Wade. How's everything up at the ranch? Listen... there's somethin' I been meanin' to talk to you 'bout. I want you to hear it from me before anyone else's mouth. I was thinkin' of meetin' you in Texas, but I got too much on my plate. With the two races comin' up—been practicing a lot lately. Anyway... can you fly down here next weekend and leave the farm work for Tyler and Danny to take care of?

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The sound of Landon's heart beating, racing, from within his chest seemed stranger by the day, and every day it got more noticeable. Right now in the early morning hours, for instance, in the quiet kitchen, shirtless, as he chopped up carrots, kale, cucumbers, and avocados to make a green smoothie, the echo of his speeding heart appeared more noticeable, more worrying. He swallowed down the lump in his throat, trying to stir his thoughts elsewhere before dumping all the chopped vegetables into the blender and turning it on to drown out his growing dilemma.

It had been exactly seven days since his life changed. The thought alone of everything that happened—and how quickly it happened, was still baffling to him. One minute he was practicing with his friends, and then the next everything blew out of proportion. He blamed Jackson for this: not only had the younger man outed them to all of Landon's friends, but he had also beaten Ethan up, announced that they were dating, and bit him afterward. They weren't even dating, goddamnit! Yet, he had agreed to be with Jackson when the youngster begged him for a chance; too bloody lost in getting his cock sucked to think right.

They were now together, him and Jackson.

He still couldn't believe it; he had a boyfriend now. He never had a boyfriend. The age gap still felt wrong too, damnit. And although he admitted that he liked Jackson a lot, never in a million years would he imagine he'd be with a man, much less an Alpha like himself. All his life he'd been attracted to women, Omega women to be more precise.

They weren't even anything alike. Hell, they were complete opposites if he were honest. There were many times during this week he came up with ways of how Jackson was just using him—messing with his mind for clout. Yet, there was no denying that Jackson had shown a side of himself that Landon knew none had known about; especially when they were up in Texas. A kinder side, a considerate side, a genuine side, a mature side... despite his obvious obnoxious, pompous, and alarming attitude.

Landon rubbed his temples and sighed before turning the blender off and pouring himself a glass full of the green smoothie.

Jackson had been awfully calm about this whole ordeal, of course, he was.

The youngster had been acting like... like they were deeply in love. Was he genuinely in love with Landon, though? Wasn't it too soon? They had only known each other for a year. It was strange, yet this past week Landon found himself oddly engrossed in Jackson's affectionate antics—always indulging in it like he genuinely enjoyed it. Maybe to an extent, he did.

Jackson wanted them to go public, but Landon shut the idea down. He knew deep down some day, if they wanted to be together, he would need to announce it, though—that was if one of the boys from the track that day didn't out them before. Ethan was pretty pissed; he even stopped talking to him, and Landon didn't know how to feel about it. Sweet niblets, everything was moving too fast. Still, he needed to gear up to hear what the press would say when the news got out—they would have a field day. He just hoped no one would call him some sick and twisted name because it wasn't him who came onto Jackson, it was Jackson who came onto him.