Her head shot up. “Didn't Merrick buy a load of snacks recently?”
“Yeah, but they werehealthysnacks. I was thinking that, while he's away, we could get the gummy bears and the chocolate and all the delicious things he wouldn't approve of.”
There was no mistaking the appreciative look in her eye at my mention ofgummy bears. “I mean… we could do that. Where’s Nolan?”
“Working. Boring, I know.” He’d grabbed his laptop this morning and set up shop in one of the rooms so he could take care of client emails.
“Are his clients upset that he just left?” Hailey asked in a concerned tone.
“I mean, it's not ideal, but luckily, he can do a lot of his work remotely. Also, he has colleagues that can take over the in-person stuff for now. Taking care of our pack is more important.”
“Can he even practice here?” she asked.
I nodded. “He has to get his licence transferred over, but it’s doable.”
It was actually a fair bit of work, but I wasn’t going to stress Hailey out by telling her that. My nursing licence would also be subject to similar issues, but I would do it for her.
“Which nesting store are you thinking about going to?”
“There are several good options, but about an hour away, there is one of the chain stores that I got that bunny from, and apparently, that store haseven morecolors…”
“Sold!” Hailey sat up, grabbing her phone.
Sweet treats and nesting supplies were the way to any omega's heart.
“Wait, don’t you have a bike?”
“Yeah, but we can't take that, so we're going to take Nolan's car. That big, ridiculous SUV can fit so many pillows in it.”
Hailey cocked her head to the side. “You know what? I never thought a minivan would be useful, but now I'm considering how many blankets and pillows I could fit in one.”
“Why get a minivan? We’ll just buy you a straight-up truck.” I smiled as she grabbed her handbag.
A delicate laugh escaped her, making my nerves sing. “I feel like a huge van would be overkill. There wouldn't be enough space in the house to fit that many nesting supplies.”
“But you would have one hell of a time trying to make them fit.”
She didn't disagree.
As we walked toward the car, she pulled out her phone and started texting. “I'm going to let Merrick know where we're going, so he doesn't freak out,” she explained.
“You're going to tell him you're buying junk food?” I asked incredulously.
“I'm not goingthatfar. I'm telling him we're going to the nesting supply store. If we happen to stop at a grocery store along the way, then you know…”
She trailed off, a mischievous smile spreading across her face, and I looped my arm through hers.
“I love it.”
The moment we got to the grocery store, Hailey made a beeline for the junk food. I simply stood by, pushing the cart as she loaded it up with goodies.
“Have you been having any particular cravings?” I asked as she grabbed several jumbo bags of chips.
“Not really. The separation sickness has had me feeling like crap and not wanting to eat, so I haven't noticed anything yet.”
“Well, as soon as you do, let me know, and we’ll get it for you. Even if I have to convince your guard dog to let you have triple chocolate cake.”
Hailey giggled. “You know, you're saying all the right things.”
