“I might like a cat,” said David after a moment. Jake was more of a dog person, but cats were alright. He wouldn’t mind one if it would make David happy. “And I’d love to join a writers’ group.”
“Writers’ group?” Jake wasn’t familiar with the concept.
“A few local people who enjoy writing who get together one evening a week to read and critique each other’s work.”
“Oh, okay. So are you hoping to publish someday?”
David couldn’t keep the bitterness out of his voice as he replied, “It’s difficult to publish when you can’t sign a legal contract.”
Right. “I could sign it for you, though.”
David looked at him with awe. “You’d do that?”
“Sure, why not? As long as you weren’t writing manifestos on overthrowing the government or anything crazy like that.”
“I write adventure stories. Most alphas freak out at the idea of an omega earning even a little bit of money.”