From blankets to pillows, to stuffies and all the furniture you could need, my brain goes blank.
I’ve heard of nest-specific stores before, the ones strictly for Omegas and nest building, but I’ve never been in one before. I never had the room for anything, so I didn’t need to.
Now I want it all.
“Let’s start with bedding and go from there,” Reid suggests.
“Good idea.”
We head toward the bedding aisle, and I gravitate towards the pink section. I take my time, feeling everything to make sure it’s perfect. “I’m stuck between these two.” I point to the dark pink blanket and the rose gold one. “Which one should I get?”
Carson grabs one, Reid grabs the other, and both are placed into the cart. “We get them both,” Reid says.
“Now we need sheets. Lots of them.” Carson wiggles his brows. “Waterproof to be safe.”
“Oh my god.” I giggle.
“Is he wrong?” Reid raises a sly brow.
“No, I guess not.” I bite my lower lip, loving the hungry looks my Alphas give me.
After bedding, I fill the cart with pillows, stuffies, lights, and even pick out some furniture to be delivered tomorrow.
By the time we leave, there are three carts full of things.
“I think I might have overdone it.” I stare at the full back seat and trunk.
“No such thing,” Carson says, shoving the giant pink cat out of his way with a big smile on his face. “If you want, we can go back in and order more to be delivered to the house?”
“No,” I laugh, shaking my head. “I don’t need more.”
“If you’re sure.” Reid shuts the trunk.
“What I do need is food. I’m feeling burgers and fries.”
“Reid, I think I just came in my pants.” Carson groans.
“Didn’t need to know that.” He laughs, opening the front passenger door for me.
“She likes burgers and fries. I like burgers and fries. Addie, marry me.”
My body shakes with laughter as I get into the car. “If you want, but the bite mark is enough for me.” I look at him over my shoulder. “For now.” I wink.
The look he gives me has a spark of excitement strumming through me.
We grab our food to go and head back to the house. They make me eat first, and it’s a good thing because I end up getting lost in my nest for hours, placing things just how I want them.
They sit on my bed and watch, talking to me as I do my thing.
Looking over my shoulder, I shoot my gaze between the two of them. “I’m going to need everything that smells like you that you’re willing to part with.”
The two of them look at one another and grin. “Challenge accepted,” Carson says.
They leave and come back a half hour later with arms full of things: hoodies, shirts, pillows, and blankets.
“Do you even have anything left for yourself?” I laugh as they drop them in heaps next to the door of my nest.
“We can buy new things. Take anything you want, it’s yours.”
