Page 35 of Surprise Mother Pucker

“Come on.” I gently nudged her back into her apartment.

It was the first time I had seen her place. Immediately, I was hit with the overwhelming smells of violet and vanilla. Easily recognizable, but on top of it, there was a slightly sweeter scent, almost like vanilla cupcakes. That had to be her daughter.

“Wha…” Kennedy trailed off. She was completely out of it.

“Where’s Charlotte?” I asked gently.

“Crib, she finally fell asleep.”

“Okay, then, you can get some sleep,” I said softly, pushing her in the direction of her open bedroom door. This wasn't how I pictured seeing her bedroom for the first time.

“I can’t. Lottie needs her meds to keep her fever down in like an hour,” she said, her words almost slurring together.

“I’m here. I’ll keep an eye on everything. You’re no use to your daughter dead on your feet,” I insisted, nudging her toward the bed.

“Maybe just a few minutes?” Kennedy asked, scrunching her nose as she crawled into her bed. As she did so, I got a spectacular view of her ass in those little sleep shorts before she collapsed into bed, crashing headfirst into her exhaustion and letting the need to sleep win.

There was no way in hell I was going to wake her up. Running a hand through my hair, I adjusted my glasses and looked around.

Their home was nice. Though the apartment was old and rundown, Kennedy had clearly done her best to make it homey and comfortable for her and her daughter.

Removing my phone from my pocket, I dialed. “Why the hell are you calling me? Aren't you on a date?” Micha didn’t even bother to greet me. “Did she realize that I’m the hot member of our pack and wants to bang me instead of you? If so, I totally understand it. There's only so many women who can resist the?—”

“Can you shut up for one minute and let me speak?” I huffed.

“Grumpy much? I’m listening.”

“I came to pick Kennedy up for our date, and she's sick. As is her daughter. They're both asleep at the moment, but I need to keep an eye on them. If I send you a list, will you go to the grocery store and pick up some things, so I can make them some food?”

“Sure, are they okay?” he said without hesitation. He liked to joke around, but when things were serious, I could count on him.

“Yeah, it just looks like a nasty cold or flu. Kennedy needs rest and fluids, but as for Charlotte, I'm not so sure. I'm not exactly knowledgeable about what to feed babies. Like, when do they start eating solid food?”

Micha laughed. “I am the last person to ask that question.”

“No shit. As soon as I send you that list, I'm going to call the most maternal person we know.”

“My ma?” Micha laughed.

“She pretty much raised all of us,” I pointed out.

“She's the best person to call in this situation, but you know that woman is baby crazy. The minute she learns you're dating someone who has a baby, it's game over for you. Don't go calling her unless you're dead serious.”

“I am. I was hoping to bring her back to the pack soon.”

Micha was silent for a moment. “Well, damn. I guess I better go do some shopping. Maybe I'll get a chance to meet this elusive omega.”

“Maybe, but she’s exhausted. I don't think she’s slept in the last two days, since our date, what with Lottie being sick, so she needs her rest.”

“That's fair. I won’t make a pain out of myself. Do you want me to tell the others?”

“Not yet. We both know they'll be curious and want to come visit, and I don't want to overwhelm her with a bunch of strange scents in her house.”

Micha hissed. “Oh, yeah, that's got to be an omega's nightmare. Okay, I’ll head to the store now. I shouldn’t be longer than an hour. Text me the list and the address.”

“Will do.”

The list was probably a bit longer than it should have been, but given the abysmal state of Kennedy's kitchen, I wasn't going to skimp out. A quick Google search of Lottie's formula told me everything I needed to know. Kennedy bought herself off-brand items from the discount store, and her food was basic. Charlotte’s formula, on the other hand, was pricey and one of the best rated. There were even a few jars of premium organic baby food in the fridge.

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