Root Beer

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Skylar “I love you, Skylar Brooks,” Amber finally says, and I smash my lips against hers. At first, she tries to pull away, but I wrap an arm around her waist, and she melts into me. Her arms wrap around my neck as we deepen the kiss. I look into her brown eyes, and all of the animosity I thought I felt for her melts away. “I love you, Amber,” I breathe out as I slyly push her toward the bed. I shouldn’t be thinking about s*x with my mother and sister in the hospital. “Pizza is here,” Tyler announces. Amber pulls away from me, and I growl, trying to keep her close. “Let go. I want pizza,” she demands. Reluctantly, I let go, and she trots toward the door, where an omega pushes a cart into our room. “Hey, Gina,” Amber greets the omega. “Hi, Amber,” Gina responds. She looks at Tyl

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