“I was just clearing out my room a little,” I lied, hoping that he couldn’t see the dried tears around my eyes. I held his sunflowers in front of my nose and breathed their scent in.

Kristoff smiled politely. The tension between us was so tight. I loved him, dammit, but I had no clue how to bridge the gap between our hearts again. Could we mend our hearts together again? Was that even possible for anyone to do?

“Your old jersey.” Kristoff walked up to the lit glass display case. I held my breath. “I used to watch every single game.”

I laughed a little. “Did you really?” I asked. I felt nostalgic again. I was heading into my thirties, but my youth was all around me still. Did becoming an adult get any easier?

“Every single game. And that’s saying a lot since I hate sports,” Kristoff said.

I couldn’t even answer him. I just reached out and hugged him. Both of us stayed silent for a few, long seconds. His body felt so right next to mine, but I knew I couldn’t hold him here forever. “Thanks for surprising me,” I whispered. “I needed you.”

“Me too. I want to hear all about your visit with Holloway,” Kristoff said.

A wave of comfort washed over me. “It wasn’t bad, actually. Oh, I should put these in some water,” I said.

Kristoff followed me into the kitchen. I found a vase and filled it with water. Both of my parents were passed out on the couch, holding one another. It was super cute.

“Look,” I pointed at my parents. They had been together for such a long time. They were an inspiration to me. Maybe someday I could be like them.

Kristoff blushed. “Why are they always out-cute-ing everyone?” he asked.

“Ugh. They’re so in love. It makes me sick with jealousy,” I said.

“Me too,” Kristoff said.

I was starting to feel more comfortable with my ex. The history was still there, but it was beginning to become apparent that we needed to move forward. I gently nudged the vase against the kitchen window. “Pretty,” I remarked.

Before Kristoff came here, I had sat down with my omega father. I was ecstatic about how things went with Holloway, but I couldn’t keep my emotions over Kristoff in check.

It’s something that should have been easy in theory. But as an outsider alpha, I always felt swayed by the impact of my emotions. I found the one omega that completed me, but I couldn’t hold it together.

My omega father, Caleb, knew something was wrong. He mostly comforted me and held my hand. He hugged me when I started to cry about how my life was changing so rapidly, without any prospects to feel right about.

“Follow your heart,” he told me. It was cliché advice, but there was something truthful in it.

Unfortunately, my heart told me that Kristoff was the one.

I elbowed open the sliding glass doors to the backyard. The night sky was penetratingly beautiful. “You can see all of the stars out here,” I whispered. But I wasn’t looking at the stars for too long. I was looking at his pink lips.

Kristoff sprawled out on the hammock. “Sit with me,” he said, patting the small sliver of space next to him.

I picked up an old football and sat down next to him. Our bodies drifted next to each other. This time, Kristoff didn’t pull away.

I tossed the football into the air. Kristoff stole it away from me, almost immediately. “Do you miss playing?” he asked me.

I shrugged as he pushed the football back into my chest. “I don’t miss it as much as this,” I said.

“This?” he asked.

I felt my pulse quicken with fear. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing too fast, and I definitely didn’t trust my mouth. “Just laying here with you,” I said, tensing up slightly.

“I wish you didn’t quit,” Kristoff said. “You were football. The Omega Wolves isn’t the same without you.”

“You know me. I’m a big risk taker. It doesn’t always work out for people like me,” I said.

I was holding back my true feelings again. Did I miss football? Fuck yes, I did. I missed the camaraderie, the exhilaration, and I missed feeling like I was accomplishing something.

No one will ever understand the feeling upon hearing over ten thousand people cheering your name. It’s the most unreal experience in the world. It only goes so far. In the end, your ego catches up to you, and the pleasure quickly drains away.

I tossed the football into the air. Kristoff eagerly tried to intercept it, but somehow the ball smashed against my nose. “Ow!” I yelped. I pressed both hands around the cartilage.

“Addison! I’m so sorry,” Kristoff said, clenching his jaw together.

“Am I bleeding?” I asked.

Kristoff frowned. “Addison, you were a professional football player. Your job was to smash your whole body into people,” he said.

“Well, I want to look good for you,” I said.

Once again, the stupid words came out of my mouth. Kristoff seemed to ignore my comment. “Let me look at your nose,” he said.

I removed my hands and held out my nose into the backyard light. “Bleeding?” I asked.

Kristoff’s fingers clutched my chin. He angled my face against the light better. “Uh, oh,” he whispered. “I think I see something.”

“Wait, what? Really?” I asked. Before Kristoff could answer, he lowered his head down and kissed me. Our lips crashed like a tumultuous, raging sea. I tasted his lips and savored the sweet flavor. My chest tightened as I threw my hands around his back.

Kristoff pulled away, gently hovering over my body. He wasn’t frowning. He looked… happy.

“Sorry,” he said. “I had to do it.”

I looked at him with confusion. “What… just happened?” I asked, licking the outer edges of my lips.

Kristoff breathed quickly. His hands pressed his body against mine. I breathed in his scent and looked into his eyes, waiting for an answer. “I don’t know. I can’t stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try,” he said.

“Then, stop trying,” I whispered.

I knew what to do. I grabbed Addison’s collar and brought him back down. My lips curled around his. I felt a flurry of desire spur inside my cock. His hand moved directly over my hard shaft.

“You’re so hard, alpha,” he whispered, trapped by his lust.

“You’re in heat, aren’t you?” I rolled on top of him and pinned his arms back. Kristoff gave me a sly smile and attempted to raise his head to kiss me, but couldn’t quite reach my lips. “Answer me. You’re in heat.”

Kristoff exhaled quickly from his nose. He was out of breath. “I am not,” he said. I unbuttoned the top button of his shirt. He laughed and bit his lower lip. I undid the second one.

“You are totally in heat,” I said, laughing. “Two days ago you’d be livid if this was to happen.”

Kristoff pushed his hands out of my grip and tapped on my chest. I moved over and watched as he walked into the grass, taking the football in his hands along the way. “So, if I’m in heat, I can’t think clearly? Is that what you’re insinuating?” he asked me.

“I’m just trying to figure out what you want from me? Are we friends or are we something else?” I asked. Kristoff turned quickly and tossed the ball in my direction. I dove and caught it, landing in the dewy grass. “Nice throw,” I said.

“I don’t like labels,” he said. I threw the ball back at him. He caught it with ease.

When he tossed the ball again, I caught it and set it on the ground. “I’m serious, Kristoff. What are we doing?”

We both walked toward each other. We were out of breath and smiling like we were kids again. I had a million things that I wanted to tell him, but I kept my mouth shut. I knew he wanted me. He couldn’t take back those kisses, even if his mind told his heart that he had to.

“I don’t know, but I want you,” Kristoff said.

We met each other in the middle of the backyard. Our hands connected, fingers interlocking. I closed my eyes and kissed him again. This time, I kissed him with confidence and pure desire. I wasn’t going to let myself be afraid of his reaction.

I bit down playfully against his bottom lip and slid my hand against his pelvis. I could feel his stomach jut back with pleasure. Kristoff’s breathing intensified. I glided my lips against his before pulling away.

“Fuck,” he whispered. “That was hot.”

“Why do we keep doing this to each other?” I asked him.

“Because we’ve both hurt each other in the past,” Kristoff stated.

“I know, but we were perfect for each other,” I said. “Imagine if we had babies together. They’d be so fucking cute, Kristoff.”

Kristoff’s face turned red again. “Stop. You know that I’m in heat. Don’t talk about babies,” he pleaded.

We lowered our bodies to the grass. I took off my shirt and threw it behind me, laughing. “I want you,” I said. “And I know you want me too. But if you feel like it’s not the time, I understand.”

He looked down at my bare chest and sighed. Kristoff placed his palm against my abs, dragging each finger down the curvatures of my muscles. “I’m ready,” he said, longingly.

“I’m going to try and be good with you,” I said. “Even if this ends up imploding again, I want us to be friends this time. I don’t want to go another million years without my best friend.”

“It’s been a lifetime,” Kristoff said. “Maybe we should stop using the “friends” word. It makes me feel weird.”

“Okay,” I whispered. I kissed Addison again, tasting his tongue and sweet lips. I pulled back and nuzzled my temple against his forehead. I unbuttoned the rest of his shirt. Kristoff quickly climbed out of the cotton fabric and took it a step further. He undid his belt buckle and let it hang over the center of his jeans.

“What do you want me to do with that?” I asked him.

I eagerly waited to feel him again. During all these years away from him, I couldn’t help but think about fucking him again. I imagined his perfect hole and the thick omega shaft that hung in the front.

“You know what I want to do,” I growled and rolled on top of him.

I slowly unzipped his pants, while staring directly into his eyes. My lips curved into a wicked smile as I hooked the button through the hole. The center of his pants clicked open, and my eyes widened.

“Omega!” I exclaimed.

“Oh my God. Keep your voice down, Addison. Your parents are in the living room still,” Kristoff whispered.

Both of us looked toward the windows. “The lights are off. I guess they woke up,” I said. And that obviously meant that my parents saw us together out here. Oh, God.

Kristoff giggled as I grabbed his hands and forced them together. “You’re just so big, omega. How can I help myself,” I said.

I dragged my tongue down and across his chest. At first, his skin recoiled against the intense sensation, knocking the breath right out of him. But after I lowered my mouth down to his pelvis, he thrust his hips forward. “Are you going to suck it?” he asked, innocently.

I smiled and circled my tongue around the edges of his shaft. “Maybe I’ll just tease you for a little bit instead,” I said, winking.

“Don’t mess with an omega in heat,” Kristoff said.

I dragged my hand toward his chest and lay it flat on his sternum. With my other hand, I gently curled my palm around his cock. I opened my mouth and dragged my lips over his soft head. “Mmm,” I groaned as I wet his flesh with my tongue.

It turned me on to please my partner, and having a big cock in my mouth made my hard-on grow to unmanageable degree. “Yes, Addison,” he moaned. “Choke on it.”

He placed his hand on the back of my head and pushed down lightly. I felt his head hit the back of my throat. I gasped for air, stroking him. “You’re getting a little kinky,” I said.

“Your mouth just feels too good,” he groaned. “Go down one more time. Please, alpha.”

I smirked and extended my tongue. I teased him, kissing his balls. They withdrew upward, turning hard to the touch. “Ahhh.” Kristoff squirmed away from me, chest pounding. “Sorry. I almost came!” he said with a shocked look on his face.

“Aw, come on. Let me make you cum,” I said, trying to grab around his cock.

Kristoff playfully pushed me away and pulled the rest of his underwear past his ankles. “Take off your pants, alpha,” he said.

In the center of the dark green grass, Kristoff bent over. His ass was close to my face, and of course, I was tempted to take a bite of the apple. I reached out and touched his cheeks. He was so smooth.

As I trickled my fingers up his back, I kissed around each curve. “I have to lick you now,” I said, staring at him with burning intensity.

Kristoff extended his chin outward, like a regal panther. His ass curled up into my hands and mouth perfectly, as if this was what we were born to do. We used to fit together like two puzzle pieces. It turns out that we still do.

I groaned as I licked around his rim. Spreading his cheeks apart, I got a better grip on him. I pressed my tongue into his hole, spitting down. Kristoff slowly opened for me, and his moans grew with passionate intensity.

I licked upwardly and saw his hands dig into the grass. He grabbed a fistful and forced his ass back. I inserted my index finger in and curled it against his spot. “Oh, fuck, Addison,” he whispered. “Slide it in deeper for me, but go slow.”

I slid my finger in until my knuckle connected with the skin. I pulled my hand back and licked around the edges of his loosening hole. I took off my pants and rolled my underwear down.

My cock sprung out against the back of his thigh and into his taint. “It looks like you’ve grown since I’ve seen you,” he said.

“I’ve learned a few things or two,” I said.

I wish I had lube for these situations, but sometimes, you had to act in the moment. I licked Kristoff’s hole and swiveled a second finger inside. I dipped inside of him, inch by inch, until his rim enclosed around each knuckle.

“Do you want my cock, omega? Are you nice and ready for me?” I asked him, kissing each cheek.

He nodded as I slid my fingers out. “Give me some spit,” he said. I did and licked around his rim one more time.

Kristoff closed his eyes and reached behind his body. He took my cock in his hand and positioned the fat tip against his rim. He breathed in deep. “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll go slow.”

“Like it’s our first time again?” Kristoff asked. A sparkle went off in his eyes.

“Just like our first time,” I whispered.

I thrust forward slowly as I extended my hand around his thigh. I gripped his cock as I pushed in slowly. “Fuck, you’re big,” he groaned.

I pulled out and ran my shaft across his rim again, allowing him to take a second to adjust. He took another breath and jutted his ass back. “Hey, give it back to me,” Kristoff said.

I felt the pleasure hit right in the center of my cock. I exhaled all of my worries and penetrated his soft hole. The rim enclosed around me. Slowly, I pushed in deeper.

“There it is,” Kristoff whispered with a doe-eyed smile.

“Am I hitting your spot, darling?” I asked him.

He took my hand and placed it on his shaft. I gripped and shot my wrist back. “Fuck! You have no idea,” he panted.

The air felt warm around my body. Kristoff’s skin glistened against the moonlight. Summer was right around the corner, and my omega had the look of heat in his eyes.

I grabbed his hips and steadily held his firm butt in my palms. I moaned, completely overwhelmed the jaw-dropping pleasure that shot through the center of my body.

I leaned forward so that I could get closer to him. I closed my eyes and breathed in his scent. All of a sudden, the good images from our past sprung up in my mind. I saw his charming smile, his sexy walk, and I heard his awkward laugh.

And then, I saw his beautiful eyes looking back at mine. I kissed his sweet lips, unable to let go of him. I placed my hand against his erect nipple. I lightly tugged it and rocked myself in deeper.

He was my mate, my love, and my one and only. He had to be. Otherwise, I wouldn’t know who to turn to. All we had was each other, but it was going to take time.

Kristoff rocked his hips back and forth. I stopped thrusting and let him take over. I had to breathe carefully through my mouth to hold back my load.

It had been a long time since I felt another man like Kristoff. And judging by his tightness, I’d say that it had been a long time for him too.

Kristoff turned around and faced me, placing his back firmly against the damp grass. He gave me a look of hesitation before he spread his legs open for me. I reached out and played with his cock, gently caressing his firm shaft.

I wrapped my lips around him again. I tasted his precum and plunged down deeper. He took the back of my hair and held on tightly, eventually thrusting up with his hips. When I came back up, I whispered, “I want you to cum. And right when you hit your orgasm, I want to penetrate you.”

His jaw dropped open, and I witness his eyes twitch. Apparently, my words got to him because his cock grew another inch inside of my mouth. As I felt his cock start to bob up and down, I knocked my head back and turned him loose.

“I’m going to cum, alpha,” Kristoff whispered. His face contorted with pleasure. Kristoff jerked his head back, and his eyes shut closed.

And then I was back inside of him. Kristoff moaned with divine gratification. He reached up and curled his arms around my neck. Kristoff brought me down on top of him.

Right before the storm, there was a sense of calm that washed over our face. His lips pursed over mine. His tongue pushed inside of my mouth. I tasted him and growled.

I pressed his thighs off to the side and slid into him deeply. Kristoff lost control. He began to shake and writhe against the grass. His palms gripped the lawn, tearing out chunks of it. His heels dug deep into the earth.

He let out a deep rumble of pleasure. His chest expanded and his eyes shot open with surprise. He swiveled his wrist back against his cock. “Oh, Addison. I’m cumming!” Kristoff grunted.

Streams of cum shot out onto this chest, flying as high as his neckline. His cock bobbed up and down wildly. His balls tightened, rock hard. Every muscle in his body, including his ass, seemed to contract.

The pleasure was an explosion of love and adoration. I leaned into him close. I licked his chest, tasting him. I kissed each nipple lightly and started to pump faster and harder.

I took his hips and looked into his eyes. They were dark and warm, in the shape of almonds. I had fallen in love with those eyes so many years ago, and I could never forget them.

As I peered into the windows of his soul, I felt my senses heighten. I placed my hand across his cheek and brushed my thumb upward. His skin was so soft.

“Are you my omega? Truly?” I whispered. The words just fell out of my mouth, and I felt a little embarrassed about asking, but it felt important to me.

Kristoff’s eyes seemed to scan my face. He bit his lower lip and nodded his head quickly. “Yes, Addison,” he whispered.

I wouldn’t leave him this time. I couldn’t do that to him again. I regretted who I used to be, and I wanted to try being the person he needed this time. “Cum inside me,” he whispered.

I drove in deep and felt my cock start to twitch uncontrollably. “Here it comes, omega,” I managed to say. “Oh, fuck.”

His face was beautiful. As I lost control, I kissed the crook of his shoulder. I bit down on his skin. Then, I felt my cock explode.

My cum burst into his hole, spilling out the sides of his rim when it got too full. I roared, clutching his hips. As I tried to pull out, Kristoff pulled me closer. He wasn’t going to let me go that easy.

The pleasure was too much to handle. It was more than just an orgasm. It was a revelation. It was a call to action.

I needed to be there for him, and not just in the physical ways. I needed to support him emotionally too. He was that important to me.

“Oh, lord, Addison,” Kristoff whispered. A faint smile formed on the side of his mouth. “How long did you save that load for?”

“It’s been about a year since I’ve slept with anyone else,” I said.

I sighed and collapsed on the grass next to him. He swiveled into my arms as I tried to collect my breath. We both stared at the brightly lit stars.

Kristoff kissed my chest. “Me too,” he said. “But it was never like this.”

“We are meant for each other,” I whispered. I wasn’t sure if I took it too far by saying that, but I didn’t feel the need to apologize. It was the truth.

“I hope so,” Kristoff said, gulping down. “I hate that I’m worried, but I am. What are we going to do if…”

“It’s up to you,” I said. I knew what he was getting at. Kristoff was in heat, and that usually means babies.

“You’d have this baby if I wanted to keep it?” Kristoff asked.

We used to talk about having children together, but truth be told, it scared the shit out of me. I never thought I’d be a good father. I was too irrational, and my ego was through the roof. I felt like I couldn’t give a baby the right amount of time.

But now, the thought brought a smile to my face. I was walking closer and closer toward my thirties, and I knew the urge to have a child would keep growing.

“If you wanted a baby, I’d have one with you,” I said, very carefully. I didn’t want to sound too excited about the idea because I didn’t know if this is what we both wanted to jump into. Again, Kristoff’s eyes searched mine for my inner truth.

“You’re crazy.” He laughed and nuzzled his head further into my chest. “It’s a baby. Having one would change our lives forever.”

I slowly nodded my head. In the night sky, a shooting star flew by. I didn’t point it out to my omega. Instead, I closed my eyes and made a wish.

If we have a child together, I hope I can be a good father.

It was a hope I could hold onto forever. “I used to be so scared of babies,” I said.

“I know.” Kristoff smiled. “Your whole body would recoil at the mere mention of one.”

“I was young and stupid. A child needs love. I feel like I could give my baby that,” I said.

Kristoff cocked his head upward. He ran his fingers through my hair. “We shouldn’t even be thinking about this. I’ll get the pill tomorrow, and we can take it one day at a time,” he said.

The glimmer in his eye made me excited and completely satisfied. “You’re going to give me a second chance?” I asked him, under the stars.

“A second chance?” he asked. “Don’t you mean a third or fourth chance?”

I rained kisses down on his forehead and cheek. He raised his lips up to mine, and I tasted him one more time. “One more chance,” I whispered. “I won’t let you down this time.”

“Okay,” Kristoff said with hope in his eyes. “You can have one more chance, Addison.”

We laid in the grass together, just holding one another for hours. When our eyes got too heavy, we walked to my old room. We laid on the bed together, just like old times. And we fell asleep spooning.

We were in love.