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I blinked, remembering that brief mention. “Oh… yeah…”
He grinned. “Did you know he was a faller before today?”
I shook my head. “No.”
“Aaaaand,” he added with a smirk. “Joey said Craig’s single.”
“He said he wasn’t his omega.”
Kerry made an X with his hands and let out a buzzer sound. “Wrong! He said being bribed with barbecue was better than being alone all weekend. That was deliberate. Trust me, he was telling you that your alpha is single.”
“You really think so?”
“I know so.” He paused. “So… when are you going to see him next?”
My cheeks heated again. “I told him I’d stop by the mill next week.”
He grinned. “Good! Get that man.”
I shook my head. “He’s just a flirt. It doesn’t mean anything that he’s told his friends about me.”
He snorted. “You keep telling yourself that, then call me when you finally get that knot.”
“You’re relentless.”
He grinned. “I just want to see my best friend happy, and my gut says you would be with him. Not like those assholes I hated.”
The words were like a punch to the gut, and Kerry realized it.
“Sorry, man,” he said. “I didn’t mean…”
I shook my head. “It’s ok. Really.”
“No. I was an ass. I’m sorry.”
I forced a smile. “Do you think you can man the booth for a few? It looks like the crowd is thinning for lunch, and I’m going to pop across to the pottery booth to do some networking.”
He nodded. “Go. Clear your head and take a breather if you need. I’ll text if I don’t see you over there.”
“Thanks.”
“It smells like alpha in here anyway,” he chuckled. “Alpha and barbecue.”
I blinked. “I hadn’t noticed.”
“You will, as soon as you step out. Trust a man with pregnancy nose.”
I smiled. “Ok. Be back in a few.”
He waved me off with a grin.
I stepped out from under my canopy, and almost immediately noticed the change.
But, even as I strode across to talk to the potter, I started to miss Craig’s scent.
Chapter 12 - Craig
Ifiddled with my new pen during the brief lull between the morning rush and the lunchtime shoppers.
