Chapter 201: Fiesty Little Omega

(WESLEY)

I scowl. "Justin is just a friend. I already told you."

"You told me a lot of things, Wes. And most of them are lies." He turns to face away from me.

I hurry around him so that he can stop walking or run into me. "Jericho, why are we here? In this room staying together? Why?"

"Would you rather I take you straight to Sasha, huh?" He is trying so hard to be mad, cold and angry. But he can't stop looking at my lips.

I move closer to him and he stiffens. "No, of course not. I don't want to fight with you. I missed you, Jericho. Didn't you miss me?"

He shakes his head.

"If that were true, then you wouldn't be so mad at me. I move even closer. "Touch me, Jericho. Please. I want you to."

A shudder ripples through him and he lets out a shaky breath. "You've already done enough damage, Wesley. Stop."

"I don't want to damage you. I…I" I whisper, sliding my arms around him. "I want to heal you. Let me."