“What about your home?”
“You, Emmett, and that little one growing inside youareour home. Wherever you are, that’s where we want to be.”
Her lower lip starts to quiver. I smack Aiden. “Look what you did, you broke her.”
Aiden chuckles and pulls Lexi into his arms. The moment he wraps his arms around her, she starts to cry.
Emmett is trying not to smile, but it’s the third time she’s done this today. And it’s only the start. Pregnancy hormones are a bitch, but they're also kind of hot. She went from being super happy to wanting to chop my balls off when I tried to take a chicken wing from her plate.
That was probably not the best time to have a hard-on, but it really took everything in me not to fuck her over the table.
I should make a note not to take a pregnant woman's food, though, not if I don’t want to lose a finger.
Once Lexi is done crying, I lean forward to wipe her tears away. “That's my Kitten.” I kiss her nose. “Now, let’s go shopping. I have Omegas to spoil.”
“You don’t have to buy us anything,” Lexi protests as we start to walk to the truck.
“Speak for yourself,” Emmett snorts. “Fuck that. I want to be a sugar baby. Spoil me rotten, boys. No complaints from me.”
Lexi laughs, shaking her head.
We get into the truck, and I look to Emmett. “You want to be a sugar baby, huh? We can agree on that. I like it. My sugar tits is my sugar baby.”
“Sugar tits?” Lexi asks, and Emmett glares at me like he wants to commit murder.
“It’s my new nickname for him. Like it?” I ask her.
“It is not,” he grumbles.
“He wouldn’t let me call him Little Omega. So, I had to call himsomething.”
“Oh, this is good.” Lexi giggles.
“Don’t you dare,” he warns Lexi, shooting her a glare of her own.
“I wouldn’t dream of it... Sugar tits.”
Emmett groans, leaning his head back against the headrest.
“If you weren't so damn hot, I’d kill you,” Emmett tells me.
“If you killed me, you wouldn't have my dick. And that would be the real shame because I have a nice dick. Don’t I, Kitten?”
“Yes, honey.” She pats my shoulder, trying to smother a grin. “It’s a nice dick.”
“It’s more than nice. It's museum-worthy,” I pout.
Aiden snorts. “Think highly of yourself, don’t you, babe?”
“You’ve never complained.” I glare at him.
“Nope. It really is an amazing dick, but I wouldn’t go that far.”
“You all suck,” I mutter, pulling out of the parking lot.
“Not yet,” Lexi retorts. “How about you?” she asks Emmett.
“Nope. But maybe if he’s a good boy.” Emmett grins over at me.
