*Cameron*

"What the hell are you doing here?" I demanded as Sia walks through the door of where I work.

He was the last person I wanted to see right now. Especially after last night's little fantasy I had of him. Which still made me feel embarrassed as heat rises on my neck and cheeks. My shift had just ended, and I was in the back changing out of my uniform to put in my designated locker that was given me my first day here.

The Leaf was a godsend.

The owner, Bill, took a chance on me even knowing I was an omega. When I first saw the sign in the window I was hopeful yet scared at the same time. I was let down seven times that day already because of what I was and not what was on my resume. It was disheartening to learn that people still held the old prejudice that Omegas shouldn't be allowed to work in the workforce.

But Bill was beyond that.

Once he remembered me from asking around about supplies of Tristan's party and telling him I just moved here he hired me instantly. Looking at my resume he was surprised I had any work experience at all. But having customer service experience boosted my chances and I was glad I was lucky enough to find people in the city that took the risk.

I ensured him that I wouldn't cause any trouble and that I take my suppressants seriously. I even had a regular heat cycle that I was happy to jot down for him for future use. Bill was a Beta so there was no issue there but that also meant he wouldn't be able to spot when pheromones got out of hand. Knowing when to expect my days off I informed that he wouldn't have to worry about me requesting any other time off since it will be a monthly thing.

I've only been here two weeks and already things were going downhill if Sia was here in the back holding a uniform of the night shift. That wasn't a good sign. Not to mention he now knew where I worked.

He stops in his tracks with wide eyes.

"What am I doing here, what are you doing here?" He looks at my getup, of what was left of it anyways.

I was still wearing the pants, but I had already discarded the white button up shirt and apron we had to wear. Safe to say I was naked up top. My chest completely bared to his view. The thing about us male Omegas was we were slim. While I like to workout a little it was enough to give me a defined tone. We were also faired skinned and soft looking.

He just kept staring at my bare chest causing me to heat up even more and quickly throwing my long sleeve shirt on me as fast as I could. The action snapped him out of his daze, and I watch as a slow redness creeps on his cheeks. He quickly averts his eyes from me making me quirk my own.

Huh. Most Alphas were unfazed of their rude obscurities when it came to omegas. Sia truly looked embarrassed to be caught staring. That was new.

"I happen to work here." I can't help snapping as I take out my jeans.

Crap. I can't change here in front of him. I'll have to go to the bathro- "What are you doing?" I nearly shout at him as every hair on my body stands on end watching him roughly take his shirt off in front of me.

He stops midway with a frown. "Changing?"

"W-Why?" I stupidly ask.

Of course I know why. He must have gotten hired for the night shift when Leo quit last night. Awfully fast to hire a new person but at least Bill didn't have to stress on it for long. But why him of all people?

"Because I work here now too?" He slowly states into a question.

I quickly look away as he throws his shirt in his new locker. Holy shit did he have a body on him. Trying my best to ignore the specimen next to me with his perfect fucking abs and gorgeous toned body I quickly slam my locker door and head out to the bathroom.

"Leaving so soon?" He calls out to me.

"The only good thing about this arrangement is that I leave when you arrive." I snap again and slam the door on my way out.

***

Great this was going to be my new routine. Changing in the bathroom stall instead of the locker room like a normal person. For the past three days he never fails to show up at four thirty when my shift ends. Even though he doesn't start until five.

"Being early to everything is a must." He said when I pointed that out.

Not only do I get to see him on the daily, but now I'm reduced to changing uncomfortably in the men's room with no space in the stall. But Sia had no qualms about that. As soon as he walks in the locker room he's stripping without a care to whose in there.

While I hate to admit I enjoy seeing all that manliness of his, I also hate it with a passion that I do. He also looked damn good in the uniform. Slightly like mine only he had to wear a black vest. A vest that fitted him to perfection. And with his long lean body with those broad shoulders he was every girl's, and guy's, wet fantasy. Even I'm repressed to admit I have on more than one occasion fantasied him pounding me with that outfit on.

Again, something I will never tell a single living soul about. Including Tristan.

Ugh I really need to find someone and get this celibacy out of the way. I haven't had sex since before I met Tristan and that's a really fucking long time. My heat cycles are getting heavier with each one and my pheromones need that release.

Maybe I'll head to the city and find a potential partner for the night. My heat cycle is expected in a couple of days and Bill was already aware of my time off. Without someone to appease the pheromones it lasts nearly a week. But if I can get the satisfaction then I'll be lucky with two days, three days tops.

And I couldn't afford not to get paid for a week every month. My last employment was difficult to navigate. My first job they had to let me go for how often I had to keep missing work, my second job they were okay with a few days since at the time I had a boyfriend, well two boyfriends with that job. This last one the old man was nice enough to allow me all the time I needed, given that my third boyfriend was there for the first half while the other I had to deal with things on my own.

I really thought Bret had been the one.

Shaking my head I dissolve the thoughts concerning him and go to leave the café as they start preparing for the night shift. It still amazed me that Bill was able to create two different settings for the same business. But it worked and the locals were happy about it since the only other bar in town was a wild, crazy, less refined one.

I was thinking of hitting up that bar tonight to see what I could find but then thought better of it since the locals frequent the place often. I wouldn't want to run across anyone that was familiar of the town when I just wanted to hook up and never see them again. That would just complicate things on my part now that I'm living here.

"Bill, I'm heading out." I call to him as I pass him at the bar where he was helping putting the coffee machines in the back.

"Alright Cam! Great work today!" He calls back from behind the wall where they were putting everything.

I go to leave when he suddenly calls out.

"Cameron! Hold on a minute, I wanted to talk to you."

I turn to see him heading towards me just as Sia emerges from the back looking fresh and good enough to eat. Ugh, really need to stop thinking of him like that.

"What's up?" I ask carefully because the last time an employer wanted to talk to me was to fire me on the spot.

"I was looking over the schedule earlier and saw that you're expected time off. I know it states it lasts about a week, but I wanted to be sure you'll be alright coming back to work immediately after. I may be a Beta, but I'm educated enough to know that sometimes Omegas need an extra day or two when it ends." He says where only I could hear.

He gave me a fatherly look that I wasn't accustomed to at all. And it completely warmed my heart to see how much he actually cared about my wellbeing.

I give him a smile. "Thank you, but I'll honestly be fine. Besides, I plan to go out to the city tonight to...get some of the edge off. It'll lessen the days if you know what I mean." I say just as lowly, so no one overhears us.

His eyes light up in understanding. "Ah, good idea. But be careful with that. I may not have known you for a long time but there are some wackos out there with less than good intentions." He sternly states.

Boy don't I know it. Bret is unfortunately one of them.

Again, not going to think of that lunatic.

"Don't worry Bill. I know what I'm doing." I again give him a soft smile.

"Well that's fine I guess. You have a safe call?"

I falter at that question. No one has ever asked me that before. Tristan didn't count since he was as innocent and clueless in the most adorable way possible. Besides, I've never once gone out to get boned by some random dude since knowing him either.

"I..." Didn't know what to say.

"Uh huh. Call me if you get into any trouble even it's at three in the morning, understand?" He quirks his brows with a look that boarder on no argument.

Nodding I say, "Understood. Thanks Bill."

And I meant it. It felt nice having someone look out for me when I never got it growing up. I go to turn away when Sia catches my eye. He stood there just behind the counter watching me like he had heard every single word.

And I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. But I didn't wait to find out as I shut the glass door behind me.