“Let me guess,” I teased him. “Kimonos?”
Kade shrugged, but I could tell he was trying not to smile. I set the stack down and shook out the first bundle.
“Oh, wow,” I inhaled sharply, instinctively hugging the super-soft flannel robe to my body. “That is so snuggly.”
“Yeah?” Kade smiled. “Let’s see how the rest is.”
Petting the robe one last time, I laid it over the back of a chair and reached for the next bundle. Thick fleece pants with a drawstring waist. They looked really comfortable, but, honestly, I was a little surprised that they were Kade’s style. I mean, mint green with dancing chocolate cookies just doesn’t screamAlpha, you know?
Kade got up to retrieve my tea from the microwave and I dug into the pile again and huffed at my own clumsiness when underwear scattered every which way.
“Shit! Sorry.” I started scooping them back up and then stopped short when I saw the adjustable waistband.
These were men’s maternity briefs. Why would Kade need men’s maternity briefs? The answer took longer to hit me than I’d want to brag about.
“You got these for me?” I gasped, holding a pair of navy polka-dot drawers clasped to my chest.
“Sure did,” Kade agreed easily. “In fact, everything in those two boxes should be yours.”
“Really?” My jaw dropped as I dug into the pile with renewed interest.
There were thick, fluffy socks with rubber bottoms to keep me from slipping, warm fleece maternity pants with matching tops, sleep sets, a puffy winter coat with gloves and a hat, and even a pair of sturdy hiking boots.
“You shouldn’t have,” I mumbled, completely overwhelmed. “This had to be expensive.”
Kade just shrugged. “More than worth the investment, actually.” He nodded to the bottle of massage oil I’d nearly forgotten about in my excitement over the clothes. “That was the only oil I could find with Shea butter and vitamin e for your skin,” he said softly before tapping another, smaller box. “Once we get you oiled up, I’ll show you what’s in this one.”
Kade insisted on dumping my new treasures into the washing machine, ignoring my pouts as he shooed me back to the bedroom and had me lay on my side. Then, with long, slow strokes of big, gentle hands, my Alpha began to spread the oil over my body, making happy little sounds of satisfaction as my parched skin drank the oil in.
When the washing machine buzzer sounded, he gave me one last little pat on the hip.
“You roll over while I go put your clothes in the dryer so I can do your other side, love.”
My heart jumped at that one little word even as my brain chastised it for being stupid. There was no way he meant what my heart thought he did.
ChapterEleven
Kade
Having Jeremy naked on my bed was more than enough to make me happy. But being able to touch him all over? Getting to rub his beautiful creamy white skin and listen as he moaned and gasped, making sweet little sounds of pleasure as I spread the thick oil along his limbs and over his back? That was fucking heaven, no two ways about it.
My cock was rock hard long before the washer alerted me that the new clothes were ready to be dried. The clothes. I chuckled to myself as I moved them from the washer to the dryer, remembering the shocked look on Jeremy’s face when he realized what I’d done. It was almost sad how surprised he’d been that I wanted him to be warm and comfortable. Then again, I really didn’t know much about his background, so, maybe he just wasn’t used to being taken care of.
I shrugged at the thought. My Omega was just going to have to get used to it, because, honestly, I’d already decided I wasn’t giving him up.
Well, unless Jeremy made me. I turned back to the hallway, pausing when I caught sight of the refrigerator in the next room. Mentally calculating how long it had been since he ate, I called out down the hall, “Jem? Do you want a snack?”
The groan that came in response made me snicker. He’d already complained that all I did was feed him, but, honestly, he was scary thin.
“Not yet,” he called back, making me frown and check the time again.
Technically, he did still have forty-five minutes or so based on the schedule the doctor had suggested, so I let it go. For the moment, anyway.
When I got back to the bedroom, I sucked in a breath and my already hard cock started to throb at the sight before me. Jeremy was lying on his side as I’d asked, facing the door. His head was resting on his bent arm and his other hand was absently rubbing that sweet round tummy, a sleepy smile on his lips.
“Something wrong?” There was nothing coy in my Omega’s words as his long lashes fluttered sleepily.
“Not a thing,” I assured him, returning his smile. “It’s nice to see you looking relaxed.”
