Page 27 of Yes Now Yes Forever

“I thought it might be fun to do some paint pours,” Bailey-Rose said as she grabbed a cart filled with disposable plastic cups. “Have either of you done or heard of this?”

My hand shot up before I even realized, but I was so excited to be out of the house and doing something fun. “I’ve seen videos of people doing this but never tried it.”

“I don’t think I’m familiar with paint pouring, then again, I might not know that’s what it’s called,” Lyra answered with a shrug and a small smile. “As I said, I’m not normally the crafty sort, but I’m always happy to learn something new.”

Bailey-Rose bounced on her toes and clasped her hands as if trying to contain her excitement. “Oh, this is going to be so fun. Really this is going to be perfect since there is no real skill involved. All you have to do is go with your heart and trust the process.”

I reached out, took Lyra’s hand, and kissed the back of it, simply to see her cheeks heat. Sometimes I couldn’t help myself, and my bratty side came out to play. Of course, I would never tease the people I loved to make them uncomfortable, but Lyra had trouble letting go and enjoying the moment for what it was. Although my angel seemed brighter and lighter today as if the world didn’t weigh her down as much. My money was on it having everything to do with the fact Eli and Lyra bonded.

The second it happened, I felt it through my bond with Lyra. I’d been so happy I started to sob which freaked the guys out a little since it was out of nowhere. Once I explained, they calmed down since they understood the emotional rollercoaster bonding sent you on. We all knew we wouldn’t see Lyra or Eli for the rest of the night, so the four of us headed to the fifth floor to watch movies. Then, when Pascal turned in for the night, I sweet-talked Zachary and Tanner into filming some content for me to post on my Rut Room account.

“God, you two are too fucking adorable,” Bailey-Rose groaned, pulling my attention back to the situation at hand. “Is this how other people feel when they see me with my guys?”

“Absolutely,” I answered without hesitation. “There’s no way they couldn’t with how cherub-like you are and how sexy your Alphas are.”

Bailey-Rose’s eyes went wide as her mouth popped open. At first, I thought she might be mad at me for calling her Alphas sexy, but I should have known better.

“Faaawn,” she gushed. “That’s so sweet of you to say. I knew any Omega, sorry, Omegas matched to Eli would be the most amazing people. There aren’t enough words in the world to express how happy I am for my big brother. He’s more than earned the right to be blessed with two Omegas, that’s for damn sure.”

My heart swelled hearing her approval of me, knowing how close these two siblings were. God, I hope there aren’t any more surprise Alphas or Omegas out there because I’m not sure my heart could hold any more love.

“Okay, focus,” Bailey-Rose muttered as she clapped her hands, clearly talking to herself. “Right, pour painting is simple. All you need to do is pick whatever colors you want from this cart and put them in the large cup by your canvas. Once you have the perfect mixture, you’ll place the canvas on top of the cup, then flip everything over and remove the cup.”

“Won’t all the paint spill out?” Lyra asked, her brow crinkled in a frown.

“Yup, that’s exactly what will happen,” Bailey-Rose answered with a wide grin. “They call this method the flip cup dirty pour. There is no control over the outcome, you simply have to let chaos have its way. Now go crazy!”

It didn’t take me long to pick the colors I wanted. My goal was to create something similar to a sunset, so I picked orange, yellow, purple, and deep red colors. I also added a bit of white every so often as I layered the colors. Done with combining my colors I peeked to see what Lyra had chosen. I wasn’t at all surprised to see soft greens, cream, a dusty lilac, and a striking deep blue.

“Tell me, angel, what made you pick these colors?” I asked, resting my chin on her shoulder, watching her carefully add paint to the larger cup.

“I don’t know, they just kind of spoke to me,” Lyra shared, pausing to kiss my head. “Something about them just felt right, so I decided to take Bailey-Rose at her word and follow my heart.”

Carefully, I wrapped my arms around her waist and gave her a gentle hug, so I didn’t mess up her process. “Hearing you talk like that makes me want to kiss you all over,” I whispered in her ear. “Who knew I’d get so turned on by such simple words.”

“Fawn,” Lyra chided. “Not in front of Bailey-Rose.”

“Don’t worry about it. Trust me, if my guys were here doing this with us, I’d be swatting off two or three of them.” Bailey-Rose laughed. “I keep waiting for the day when I won’t crave them as much as I do, but I’m not sure that day will come.”

“I’ve been with three of my Alphas for a year, and I honestly think my need has only gotten worse. Well, when it comes to Tanner and Zachary. Pascal and I don’t have sex, but he is a damn good cuddler,” I said, heading back to my project. “Can I flip this over now, or is there a step before that?”

“Nope, you can flip when you’re ready,” Bailey-Rose answered as she put the canvas on top of her cup. “The trick to this is not to question yourself. Once you’ve committed to the flip, that’s it.”

Biting my lower lip, I made sure I had a firm grasp on things, gave a little butt wiggle, then flipped. “Ha, ha, yes,” I cheered as I set the canvas down.

“Nicely done,” Bailey-Rose praised. “All right, Lyra, it’s your turn.”

Lyra moved with assured grace as she flipped her canvas over. The triumphant smile on her face as she set it down was everything to me. I could feel her nervousness with this step, but my angel had accomplished it flawlessly.

“Next is the best part. You’ll grab the cup and lift it off, freeing the paint. Then, it will flood the canvas. By tilting the canvas, you help direct where the paint goes and make sure the whole surface is covered. Then I’ll show you guys a cool trick with a blow torch,” Bailey-Rose said with a mischievous smile.

Lyra and I lifted our cups at the same time, watching the colors flow out in beautiful swirls and ripples. It shouldn’t have been this easy to create something that looked so intricate. Using the tips of my fingers, I grasped the outer edge of the canvas tilting it this way and that, watching as the paint transformed before my eyes. Sadly, it was over all too soon, but I was thrilled with how my artwork turned out.

“Bailey-Rose, yours looks like a cotton candy explosion,” Lyra said with a hint of laughter in her voice. “It’s really rather fitting to match your style.”

“Why, thank you. I wanted to make a piece to put up for auction at the children’s hospital fundraiser, so I figured I’d embrace my child-like flair,” Bailey-Rose explained as she grabbed a small bowl of glitter. “Once this is dry enough, I think I’m gonna paint a saying on it so whoever wins it is reminded of the good they did.”

“You’re remarkable,” Lyra said softly with a slight shake of her head. “Eli has told me a little about your condition and what it was like growing up unable to do everything you wanted to.”