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Wilder frowned. “He loves you.”

“And I love him. That isn’t in doubt.” He surely didn’t feel loved in return… “But his needs have changed since he went into remission. He’s solely focused on this child and nothing more.”

“I’ll talk to him. See what I can ferret out.”

“Don’t.I’ve already told you more than I should,” Rohan said. He should’ve kept his mouth shut, but he needed to vent tosomeone. There was no way he was creating any kind of drama between Wilder and Jamie. Period. They dealt with enough family drama as it was. “Forget I said anything. We’ll figure our way through. It’s just a major learning curve… after cancer and before a new baby. We just need to find our footing again. There hasn’t been time yet.”

“If there’s anything I can do,” Wilder said.

“You’ll be the first person I ask,” Rohan said. “I promise. Don’t worry.”

Wilder looked worried all the same. He rose, confusion and uneasiness on his face. “I’m going to head out. Why don’t you pack up and head home? Be with your omega?”

How could he say no to that? Rohan spied the stack of papers on his desk, knowing it was likely better to stay and get work done than to go home and be ignored. “Sure. Give me a minute to clean my desk up.”

Wilder leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest. Rohan saw the arrogant, alpha tilt to the man’s chin and knew there was no wasting of time. He cleared up his desk quickly and followed Wilder out.

Headed home.

To what, he wasn’t quite sure anymore.

And he’d continue to wonder that same question as days turned to weeks and weeks turned into months… and they were no more closer to finding a way back to one another than they had been then.

* * * *

Four months pregnant…

“How about that new place on McConnel Avenue?” Jamie asked. “I’ve heard their lunch menu is to die for.”

Gray shifted the bags in his hands a little, his feet aching from their whirlwind shopping spree. “How far is it? I need a break. And soon.”

“We can hire a car,” Jamie said before lifting his hand to the rushing traffic.

Gray braced himself. He wasn’t used to the hubbub of the Alpha Quad or the commerce district. He hadn’t been into the city more than a handful of times as a child. The noise… the high-rises… the congestion… the traffic… the smells… it was almost unbearable.

But there was also this thrum of excitement and life in the city.

There were shops and theaters and restaurants galore. He had gone from a tiny hamlet with limited options in the O Quad to having too many choices here. It was overwhelming, to say the least.

A for-rent car and driver pulled up along the curb, the tires almost squealing. Jamie opened up the back door and turned to Gray. “Hurry! Get in!”

Gray rushed over and launched himself and his bags into the backseat before Jamie crammed in with his bags as well.

“McConnel Ave,” Jamie said. “That new restaurant… I think it’s called Joyous?”

“Yeah, I know the place,” the beta behind the wheel said, staring at them in the rearview. “Hold on tight.”

The car whipped out into traffic. Gray heard the honking of horns behind them and wondered how close they might’ve just come to getting hit. He’d seen the way the cars zoomed in the streets and wondered how there weren’t casualties lining the pavement.

“How are you fine omegas doing today? Shopping, I see.”

“We have a baby coming,” Jamie said excitedly. He was beaming. “Wehaveto prepare. There’s so much we need to buy.”

“Congratulations,” the driver said. “Who’s the papa?”

“He is,” both Jamie and Gray said in unison.

They looked at each other and chuckled.

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