“Doesn’t matter if they do or not,” Forsythe mutters. “We planted a seed of doubt tonight, and that’s all that matters.” His hand smooths down my spine. “Can you look at me,cor mea?”
I let out a little whine, already knowing that the lights are going to be too bright.
“She’s burning up,” Thayer tells them. “We need to get her back to the Calloways’.”
Another whine, louder this time, because it sounds like they’re going to leave me with Haven and her pack.
“No, love. No. That’s not what Thay meant. He meant we need to get you back to your nest, so we can take care of you.”
My nest.Fuck I want it. I need it. But… my nest in the pool house… “It’s too small,” I wail into my alpha’s neck. “You won’t all fit.”
“Well, not all at once, but you’re very bendy, so we can probably manage most of us,” Court jokes, but cuts off on a pained oof when someone punches him. Probably Grieves.
“It is really small,” Piers murmurs almost like he doesn’t want me to hear.
“Should we go to a hotel instead?” My omega hates that idea and lets it be known with a loud whine.
“Shh, killer, shh. It's okay. What if we… expand your nest into your bedroom? Hmm? What if the closet and your bedroom become the nest? Just until we can get you a new bigger nest. Would that work, love?”
I want to argue, but I really can’t. I don’t have any other options. “I guess,” I say grudgingly. And then we’re moving again.
“I’m never doing another interview again,” I warn them as we slip into the car. Thayer keeps me on his lap, his hand slipping between us to release his cock.
“Why’s that,cor mea?”
“First I faint, then I go into heat,” I pant out as Thayer hooks his finger in the gusset of my panties and pulls it to the side, thrusting into me with no fanfare or foreplay. And it’sperfect. “What’ll happen next?” I moan, rolling my hips over his, taking him deeper. “I give birth?”
They chuckle like it’s a joke, but I’m not really joking. It's a genuine concern.
“For that to happen, you’d have to be pregnant, sunshine,” Piers says, softly, stroking his hand down my spine as Thayer grips my hips and rocks me on his knot.
“Maybe by the end of the week, she will be.”
A shiver works its way over my body. He’s not wrong. I might be pregnant by the end of my heat. And if you’d asked me a month ago if I would be ready to have a kid in a year, I would have laughed, but now… now I don’t hate the idea.
And if the way my bond is pulsing with love is any sign, my pack doesn’t hate it either.
Reunion Episode: Love… Always
Florence
“Babies are so weird,” Tristan says, even as he holds Lyla in the crook of his arm, tickling her soft round stomach with his other hand. She giggles and kicks her feet in delight, before latching on to one of his fingers with her tiny hands. “I mean look at her. I’m a complete stranger and she’s just smiling at me like I’m the best thing.”
I shrug, not looking up from where I’m making a final alteration to the suit I designed for him. “Lyla is a good judge of character.”
The other omega tsks, sending me a disappointed look. “Pack life has made you soft, jalapeno.”
I laugh. “What? How?”
“Before you would have said something quippy like, ‘there’s no accounting for taste’ or ‘she’s only four months old she doesn’t know any better.’”
I shrug again and lift the jacket I’ve just finished, eyeing the seams, the cut, the little detailing Tristan demanded of me.
Looks pretty damn good,if I do say so myself. I stand from my machine and stroll over to him. “Here. Give me the baby, you take the jacket and go put it on. Actually, let's do the whole suit. I want to make sure it’s perfect.”
He rolls his eyes, but does as I ordered, swapping the baby for the fabric. I turn my attention to my goddaughter, tickling her tummy in the same way Tristan had as he strips out of his clothes.
Downstairs, I hear the front door of my studio open letting in the sounds of the traffic outside. There’s a heavy tread on the stairs that has Tristan cursing and trying to dress faster. I’m not really sure why, it’s not as though I’d ever let any of my pack hurt him, and besides they know I’m not even remotely attracted to the male omega.
