Chapter 345: An arranged marriage? For us?
The next four days flew by.
It was amazing how easily Richard fit into the home. He was still rather awkward, but once he adjusted to the scents by the end of the second day, going into the weekend, everything seemed to smooth out.
That wasn’t to say that everything was super normal. The man would still run away suddenly without letting Andrew or Maxwell know. Maxwell would have this sympathetic look on his face, while Andrew felt like he was completely in the dark.
Andrew didn’t probe since he didn’t want to embarrass the man. Having to tell Michael about his damn penis had been awful, having to have the man measure it more than once was the true cherry on the worst pie he’d ever had.
Given that it was something that Maxwell was sympathetic to, he had a feeling he might have disclosed it to Maxwell, and that was fine. Andrew was able to take care of the man in different ways.
Andrew cooked most of Richard’s favourite foods, with nudges from May. Andrew was glad to see that most of his favourites hadn’t changed, and Richard seemed to appreciate Andrew’s attention to detail. Andrew also noticed that his baked goods, particularly the danishes he had made were disappearing when he woke up in the morning, so he just made more
Everything felt better when Richard came down without prompting and sat at the island with Andrew one afternoon. Hanging out with him, and the two of them just chatted.
They didn’t have to talk about the fact that Richard was an omega now, they didn’t have to talk about how Andrew was an alpha. They were just two friends, practically brothers, who hadn’t seen each other in a long time and hadn’t been able to talk to each other like this in a while.
They couldn’t really have in depth conversations at work, not the way that Andrew wanted to, and this was the perfect time. Andrew caught up on Richard lore, learning about what he had done after Andrew had been out of his life. What he had accomplished, what he had missed.