Tatum Woke up early around 4 am turned around in the bed and lovingly looked at the sleeping Andrew. Not a single frown line was on his handsome face; Tatum stroked his cheek and then softly kissed his forehead.
*whisper* I love you, Mr Pearce.
He got out of bed, covered Andrew then went to have a hot shower, his body hurt all over and he was dripping semen.
How many times had Andrew cum inside of me? Tatum thought silently
Tatum didn't' remember the knotting all he remembered was the pleasure he had felt not just from the sex but from being in Andrew's arms.
After cleaning himself thoroughly he got dressed. Wrote a note, placed it on the pillow kissed Andrew on the cheek, picked up the suitcase Andrew had tripped over the night before, and then left.
Andrew woke up 4 hours later, looking for Tatum and feeling the bedding… it's cold
He saw the folded note and picked it up sitting up in the bead he read….
Mr Pearce
I know you only wanted to prove I'm an omega slut Mr Down hired.
Mr Down paid me $5000 to become your friend but trying to seduce you was never part of my job description, but I thought having sex with you was worth the money at least.
Goodbye.
Tatum
FUCK!!! Andrew shouted out loud
Ring ring ring… answer your fucking phone, Jonathan!
"Hello?" Jonathan answered groggily "You never call me, why are you calling me?"
"Where is he?" Andrew shouted
"Who?" Jonathan asked shocked
"Tatum, where the fuck is Tatum" Andrew shouted into the phone
"I don't know" Jonathan replied evenly
"You're lying" Andrew ground out
"Andrew? Why are you so upset did something happen" Jonathan asked
"You paid him to fuck me!" Andrew shouted again
"What?!" Jonathan exclaimed
"You saying you didn't," Andrew asked more calmly
*did they sleep together?*" Well I did pay him $5000," Jonathan said grudgingly
"For WHAT?" Andrew ground out furiously
*Is he angry because of the money?* "Andrew it's irrelevant, did you sleep with Tatum?" Jonathan asked softly
"Jonathan Down, did you pay him to seduce me?" Andrew asked with a deathly vehemence
"No, Andrew! I paid him to be your friend if you fucked him it was all you." Jonathan stated bluntly
"FUCK FUCK FUCK" Andrew exclaimed
"Where does his family live," Andrew asked more calmly
"London," Jonathan said stubbornly
"London is fucking big, be more specific" Andrew ground out
"Why? You want to bring him back?" Jonathan asked
"Jonathan, find him," Andrew asked sounding odd
"Why, Andrew?" Jonathan enquired
"I knotted him." Andrew said quietly
"WHAT!!!" Jonathan exclaimed shocked
"We had sex and I knotted him," Andrew said softly
"You've NEVER knotted anyone! So you're afraid he will be pregnant?" Jonathan asked excitedly
…
"Andrew?" Jonathan asked again
"No, I will be happy if he is pregnant," Andrew said with vehemence
"WHAT?!" Jonathan exclaimed even more shocked.
"I love him, Jonathan… Find him please…" Andrew suddenly begged
In the 30 years they had known each other Andrew had never fallen in love, been jealous or remotely interested in any of his girlfriends, they had each just been a show-piece.
Right now Jonathan was at a loss for words.
Andrew Pearce was in love, in love with a man, an omega man and he had knotted him
"Okay, but Andrew," Jonathan said carefully
"Yes" Andrew responded sounding defeated
"He didn't take the money, he paid it all back even the last 2 months' salaries and the bonus, everything," Jonathan admitted
"What?" Andrew sounded shocked
"He didn't take anything, all the money was paid back at 4 am this morning," Jonathan said
"Find him, Jonathan, find him I'm begging you," Andrew begged again
"I will my friend, I will," Jonathan promised