I don’t think my face has hurt so much from smiling as it does today.
Yeah, these two Alphas? I think it’s safe to say, they can stay.
“I can’t believe you’re actually moved in.” I’m smiling, leaning against the doorway to my spare room. I guess it’s Emmett’s new room now.
He gives me a boyish smile over his shoulder. “Were you not serious when you brought it up?”
“Oh, I was.” I chuckle, stepping into the room. I walk to him and wrap my arms around his waist. “I just didn’t think you would have everything moved in the next day. I’m impressed.”
“Not much to move. Most of it was already there when I moved in. So it was just my clothes and other things I’ve collected along the way. Sloane did help me bring my bed in, though.”
“Are you sad?”
“Not really. I mean, don’t get me wrong, the place was nice. I’ll forever be grateful to you and Silva for welcoming me into Widows Peak with open arms. But it’s not my home.”
“This isn’t your home?” I look around.
“No,” he chuckles softly, my eyes finding his again. “You’re my home, Lexi. Wherever you are, that's where my home is.”
“Emmett.” My eyes fill with tears. “I love you.”
“I love you too, Peaches.”
“How is this our life?” I sniff, reaching up to wipe my eyes. “And why am I not freaking out? This is me we’re talking about. I should be losing my shit. I hate Alphas.”
“Hate is a strong word. Would you say it’s more like you don’t trust them? You have every right, but I think it’s different with Aiden and Sloane. The connection we have allows us to shut that part of our brains off and think more clearly.”
“How is being blinded by a scent match bond thinking clearly?”
He smiles, laughing. “More like it allows us to forget about all the hurt and pain for just a little bit because we’re in the presence of the people the universe hand-picked for us. The Alphas who are meant to love and support us. I’m not saying it’s like that with every scent match. Like any designation, there are bad apples. And I’m sure if they were truly evil men, we’d be able to spot it, scent match be damned. We’ve been around evil. We know it. We’ve seen it with our own eyes.”
“Yeah, that makes sense. Would you hate me if I said I like them? Like a lot. And I’m kind of excited about what comes next, but I’m also freaking the fuck out because it’s change. You know how I hate change. And then there’s the baby—”
Emmett shuts me up, pressing his lips to mine. I sigh, relaxing into his touch.
“Everything is going to be okay. We will be okay. I like them too. They’re good men and I’m excited to get to know them better.”
“You really marked Sloane, huh?” I grin. “Wild.”
“And you marked Aiden,” he chuckles. “Wild.”
“Look at us. A couple of wild Omegas.”
“I say we worry about this later.” He waves his hand towards his room. “Right now I want to soak in the bath with my favorite person on this planet and just relax. We have a long but exciting day tomorrow.”
“We do.” Nervous excitement bubbles up. “We get to see our baby.”
“We do.” He smiles. “Have I thanked you yet?”
“For what?”
“For giving me a chance to be everything you need in life.” His lips brush against my forehead. “And for giving me this baby.” He places a hand on my stomach. “I love him or her so much already it's kind of scary.”
I put my hand over his. “I know,” I sigh. “Me too.”
“We’re going to be okay. This baby is going to be okay. More than okay, they’ll be loved and spoiled. Nothing bad will happen. They have three daddies and a mama who would die for them.”
“They seem so excited for this baby too. Is that crazy?”
