I nod my head, and he kisses me. They’ve all been kissing me constantly, and I love it so much.
“I know, that’s why I think we should just do it.”
“Okay, little moon,” he says, peppering my face with kisses, and I can’t help but laugh as he holds me tight against his chest and attempts to kiss every inch of my face.
When the door to the garage opens, I hear Ezra sing-song, “We have a surprise for you, love.”
“A surprise?” I say, and Ian kisses me one more time.
“Better go see what it is.” He smirks, meaning he’s obviously in on whatever this surprise is.
“Did we get enough shit?” I hear James complain along with the shuffling of bags and motion. When I walk into the kitchen and I see the cat carrier, I squeal excitedly. Ezra places the carrier on the counter and opens it.
“How did you know?” I ask, and he shakes his head.
“You might have mentioned how much you want a cat a few times.”
When the small orange head pops out of the carrier, looking skeptical, I can’t help my excitement as I lean forward and pick up the kitten and put him in my arms.
I kiss his soft little head, and he is so calm in my arms. I’m so happy that I can’t help the tears that well up in my eyes. It might be stupid, but they listen to me, and they acted on it without having to be told, just to make me happy.
When I see all the boxes that James carried in, I realize that they got everything the little guy needs.
“Where did you get him?” I ask, the kitten is a little shy and tucks in nicely against my chest.
“The shelter. I thought a ginger cat would suit you,” Ezra says with a wink, and I shake my head. He leans forward and kisses my head. “We’ll get the cat tree and stuff set up.”
“You were all in on this?” I ask, and Ian and James nod their heads. “Thank you, I love him.”
I’m not sure if it’s the word love, but they both stand up a little straighter and nod their heads.
“Luna wants to go to Lavender Moon,” Ian says to James.
“We could do that,” James agrees.
“We will need a cat sitter.”
“Oscar can do that,” James says. I don’t know who Oscar is, but if James trusts him, I can.
“Maybe next weekend?” Ian says.
“Sounds great. I need the kitten to imprint on me anyway,” I say, and Ian rolls his eyes.
“What are you going to name him?” James asks the obvious and most important question.
“Neptune,” I say dramatically.
James shakes his head. “Neptune it is.” He leans over and kisses me on the head before giving the small kitten a gentle head rub.
This is it… This is the fucking life.
“You’re sure this is what you want?” James asks me for the tenth time.
“Yes, it’s going to be so hot. There won’t be anyone else there. You don’t have to worry,” I say, grabbing his face and planting a dirty, wet kiss on him.
These past weeks have been complete bliss. I couldn’t be happier. I’m still trying to figure out what I want out of life other than my pack. So far, the thing I enjoy most is helping Ezra at the zoo and obviously being a cat mom. Any time I have the opportunity to go with him, I do. He’s looking into volunteer opportunities for me, but the fact is, none of them want me working in a place where I’m not protected. I can understand and respect that. I’m an Omega, and safety comes first.
I tried to help James in his greenhouse, but I realized that it’s his safe space and where he goes to be alone. So while I’m figuring out my next move career-wise, I already know what I want in my relationship. I’m so ready to make it official and for us to bond.
