“Okay.”
Dimitrios took Remi’s smaller hand in his as they left his office, making the omega’s cheeks pink with heat, so he looked for something to distract himself other than the curious eyes peeking at them from every direction.
“Have you eaten?” Remi asked, looking up at Dimitrios as they neared the elevators.
“No, sweetheart. I probably won’t eat until after work.”
“Dimitrios! That’s not healthy! You need to eat!” Remi griped, voice reprimanding and stern.
The alpha just laughed, and they both missed out on the glances that were exchanged between shocked employees as the tiny, soft omega scolded their terrifying boss.
“Did you eat?” Dimitrios asked.
“No. But that’s not the point. I had to come over here during my lunch hour and I had crepes a few hours ago.”
“Alright, alright. I’ll order some lunch.” Dimitrios conceded. “But you need to eat something too, even if you’re late to class. Do you want to take my car back with you? I can take a cab after work and you can leave it at my place.”
Remi pushed him and laughed. “I’m not taking your car! Because knowing you, you’ll somehow trick me into keeping it.”
Dimitrios laughed, but couldn’t say Remi was entirely wrong about that. He probably would have done exactly that.
“You’re starting to see past my tricks. Alright, well at least let me give you some money for a cab.”
“Dimitrios, I don–” Remi tried to protest, but Dimitrios interrupted before the omega could say anything else, pulling out his wallet and taking all the cash inside, putting it in Remi’s hand.
“It’s my fault you’re going back and forth all over New York. At least let me pay for the cab, alright?”
Remi wanted to argue, but was very aware of all the eyes on them. So he curled his hand around the money and shoved it into his pocket.
“Alright, thank you. But, I have to go.” Remi said, and pressed the down button on the panel.
Dimitrios took the hat and scarf that were draped over Remi’s arm and put them on him, bundling the omega up before pressing a kiss to his lips and one to the tip of his nose.
“Okay, Baby. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Remi stepped onto the elevator and waved as the doors closed, Dimitrios smiled and gave a two finger wave as the doors slid shut. He turned around to see many wide eyes peering out from doorways and cubicles. Now that Remi was gone, it was back to business. Dimitrios’ expression morphed from the soft, indulgent one he’d been wearing while looking at his little vanilla baby and back into the unsmiling businessman.
“If no one has any work to do, I’m sure I can find something for you.” Dimitrios said loudly as he stepped forward back toward his office, and everyone withdrew into their offices like startled turtles escaping into their shells.
“That’s what I thought.” He mumbled under his breath.
Leon was already in Dimitrios’ office when he arrived, and his friend-slash-business partner was looking a bit too smug as he sat in his usual seat. Dimitrios walked around his desk and sat in his chair, leaning back and eyeing his friend.
“Go ahead. I know I won’t have any peace until you get out whatever you have to say.” Dimitrios groused, waving a flippant hand.
Leon chuckled and folded his hands in his lap as he looked at Dimitrios with an expression of satisfaction and superiority.
“I had no idea that was your type. He’s very different from your exes. But I mean… Come on. He showed up and you… melted. He looked at you with those big gray eyes and youmelted. I didn’t even know you coulddothat.”
“Did you expect me to treat him like one of my employees?” Dimitrios asked, feeling an odd twinge when he realized that, technically Remi was his employee.
“I mean, I’ve seen you with your past boyfriends and girlfriends, and you never reacted like that with them. But, seriously Dimi, the poor thing was limping, and don’t even get me started on the fucking enormous hickey on his neck. You could have at least gone a little easy on him.” Leon scolded with a shake of his head.
Dimitrios wanted to laugh. Leon had no idea. Remi might be sore and limping, but the omega had begged him for more, he’d wanted everything that Dimitrios gave him and had taken it like the desperate little sex kitten that he was. His pretty boy was a perfect, filthy, submissive delight. So vanilla in appearance, so kinky in secret.
“He’ll be fine, I’m entirely certain.” Dimitrios said.
“What was he doing here anyway?”