“I’m terrified of standing in the way of a pregnant omega male and his cravings.”
“Good call. Will it disgust you if I mash the chocolate cake into the ice cream and pour honey all over the mixture?”
James appeared queasy at the image, but shook his head. “Go ahead.”
Blake beamed at his best friend and proceeded to combine everything. Then he lifted the bowl of blended ice cream, cake, and honey and slurped it down in less than a minute. He put the bowl down and leaned against the chair before patting his stomach lightly.
“I’m full.”
“You should be. You just ate enough for two or even three alphas.”
He narrowed his eyes at James. “Is there a hidden implication behind your second statement?”
James put up both hands. “Of course not.”