Page 22 of Romancing the Omega

“That doesn’t sound right,” Caden said. Especially not considering all the crap Yeo’s grandfather had tried to pull.

“I don’t know,” Yeo said sadly. “Maybe he’s tired of me. All I do is talk about myself during our calls. I know he has more kids now. There are four of them.” He splashed and watched the water drops fall. “He never talks about himself or my siblings.”

“Hmm, try not to worry, angel,” Caden said. He stood and headed for the door. “Relax here and I’ll make you some Valentine’s Day soup.” He smiled when Yeo laughed.

He left his omega in the bath, with Magnolia sprawled on the bathroom rug keeping an eye on their man. He started digging through the refrigerator and pulled out all the vegetables he could find. He scowled and made a call, leaving a message with his private investigator as he chopped vegetables. He’d figure everything out for his love. He’d make everything better.

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Caden woke to Yeo’s loud snores. He held his omega in his arms and nuzzled the top of his head. Their Valentine’s Day date had been messy, disgusting, and completely unromantic. Caden grinned. It had been perfect. He’d learned more about Yeo and had gotten to spend some time with him. Dirty tissues were disgusting, but his angel was worth it. He was worth anything. Caden remembered Yeo’s omega line and wondered. Yes, it had been a great night.

He slipped out of bed and started cleaning the house. Magnolia watched him from the couch, completely unhelpful. The large cat got along well with Sassy and Huckleberry, he mused. There was that little patch of yard at the back of the building. Right now, it was covered with snow, but soon enough, it would be grass. They could fence it in. Next door, Zoe had her little patch fenced in with wrought iron. It looked good.

He really didn’t have many things of his own, he thought as he started wiping everything down with Clorox wipes. He could keep the cabin as a weekend place or sell it. It didn’t matter to him at all. Summer had said there was empty space left to renovate if they had more kids. Hmm, he would need some storage for his zombie apocalypse stash. Just in case. Now that he thought of it, if society ended, they would need a place to retreat to, so he needed to keep the cabin.

He put a load of clothes in the washer, then fed and watered Magnolia. He checked the rose bush and put a little water into it too. Yeo still slept, so Caden ran downstairs to check on the bookstore. Amy had already opened but seemed relieved to see him. “Yeo was supposed to come in this morning. Is he okay?”

“He has a nasty cold,” Caden said. “He needs to rest up today, but I can help out. Will you show me how to use the register?”

“Sure,” she said and walked him through everything. She watched him with a couple customers, then declared him ready. “If you’ll spot me a few times during the day, we’ll do fine.”

“No problem. I’ll grab you a coffee then go check on Yeo.” Caden left her and stood in line at Honey Buns.

Zoe leaned on the counter, watching him with a smirk. “So, how did your super romantic, hot and sexy Valentine’s Day date go?”

“Perfectly,” Caden said, smiling wide.

Zoe blinked. “What the fuck? You’re smiling.”

“Yeo makes me happy,” he said. “By the way, who did your fence in the back? I was thinking of having ours done for Sassy.”

“Ours? Oh, this is just so yummy,” she said. “I can’t wait to call Elijah and let him know that super stoic Caden is grinning and happy and planning the future.” He raised a brow. “Don’t raise that brow at me,” she said and handed him his order. “One perfect date and you’re moving in. That’s prime gold information, there.”

He left her and dropped Amy’s coffee off at the register, then went back upstairs. Yeo was exactly where he left him. Magnolia lay beside him, offering him a little more warmth. Good cat, he thought. He wished he had brought his laptop so he could get some writing done, but he hadn’t. It really would make life easier if he moved in.

A few hours later, a groggy Yeo stumbled out of bedroom. “Caden? Can I have more soup?” He plopped down on the couch next to him and settled his head on Caden’s shoulder. “I even brushed my teeth so I wouldn’t chase you away.”

Caden laughed. “I don’t want to go anywhere if you aren’t there.”

“I remember what I said last night,” Yeo said. His large, black eyes watched Caden. “Would you move in with us? I haven’t even seen your cabin, so you may not want to.”

“It’s a nice place, but it doesn’t have you and the kids,” Caden said. “I’d love to move in. In fact, as soon as you’re feeling better, I’ll go pack my things. I don’t really have a lot. Just books, clothes, and my computer.”

“Are you ever going to tell me what your job is? If you’re moving in, I should know. Right?”

Caden grinned. He knew Yeo would accept him as a romance writer, but he liked keeping it secret. “I’ll tell you soon enough,” he said.

Yeo snorted, kind of. Snorting with a cold was difficult and he starting coughing. “You’re a tease, Caden Benson. A tease!”

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