My omega glanced at his watch and winced.
“Chorizo should be here any second. The dog sitter is bringing him by at noon,” he reminded me right as I moved to pull him closer again. My delta didn’t like to see our omegas anything but happy.
Rylan pushed me away with a laugh. “You are so not helping.”
“Fine,” I groaned. “But later I’m going to fuck you senseless, omega.”
“Good,” he said simply as he pulled me downstairs. “And I feel much better about the top two floors at least.
“The first floor is the easiest,” I said. “You’ll learn it soon enough. The place is big but not unmanageable. We just haven’t had the time to really get used to it.”
It had been far too big for my grandparents, but with us, Chorizo, and maybe a few kids we’d have it filled properly. I could picture little, raven-haired kids running through the halls, laughter echoing out no matter where you were. Playing together because I couldn’t imagine only having one kid.
“What has you smiling like that?” Rylan demanded.
“I was just thinking we could take apart some of these old rooms and repurpose them. Have a couple nurseries. Make a big family room… if that’s the life everyone wants.”
As much as I loved the idea, it was more Roxie’s choice than ours.
Loud barking downstairs had Rylan grinning. “I guess it’s time to go check out the backyard. Thank god it’s fenced.”
“No kidding. Chorizo and I are new friends, but I have a feeling he’s full of boundless energy.”
When we got downstairs, Greer was trying to wrangle the puppy who wanted absolutely nothing to do with being contained. He was in a new environment and ready to explore.
“We’re going to lose him in this place,” Greer muttered, grabbing the puppy before he could dodge around him.
“Let’s take him outside first and let him burn some of that energy off. Then we can figure out gates or something,” I reassured him.
“Really, we just need to close the doors,” Rylan said. “Gates would be a nightmare in a house this size.”
“We’re also going to have to figure out a cleaning schedule,” Greer said, glancing around. “Not just to keep an eye on Chorizo and his messes, but to keep up with this place.”
“Oh, I’ve got a house manager that handles that,” I admitted.
I braced myself for judgment. Usually people hated what they weren’t used to.
Rylan perked up, holding up a hand.
“You mean to tell me we get this incredible pack house and it comes with cleaning service?”
My grin widened. “I’m way too busy to take care of this place. It’s huge.”
“Yeah,” Rylan deadpanned. “I’ve noticed.”
“Was that my Chorizo?” Roxie called as she rushed downstairs. She slid into the room on her socked feet but had shoes clutched in hand.
“He’s home,” I confirmed.
“There he is,” she cooed, looking just as happy as Rylan as she greeted the wiggling pup.
“Let’s get him out before he bursts,” Greer said, wrestling the puppy toward the door.
He hesitated at the door, looking back at me.
“You’re sure he can’t get out?”
“As sure as I can be. I checked everything.”
