Page 144 of His Surrogate Omega

Gray’s eyes flashed with anger. “Saving our children.”

Our children.“Saving them from me?”

“No, from Jamie’s parents,” Gray spat, pushing again.

Rohan released his hold, and Gray slid off his lap and onto the seat beside him. Some cold water was tossed on the instinctual need he’d felt. He scrubbed a hand over his face, reminding himself why he was there.

Gray righted his clothes before scowling at Rohan. “After you blew up at me at the funeral, Jamie’s papa came up and said he was going to get custody of the children—that you weren’t in any frame of mind to care for them. I went to Tensen and found out that my rights were restored if Jamie passed within the first three years of the child’s life. Tensen put that into the contract because of Jamie’s illness.”

Rohan suddenly recalled reading the clause. He’d thought it morbid, but hadn’t expected it to be enforced. “That doesn’t explain why you’re taking them fromme.”

“Temporaryfull custody… reverting to shared once you had some time to grieve and were back on your feet.” Gray eyed him. “Did you evenreadthe papers? You are an attorney, are you not?”

Rohan reached for the crumbled papers on the seat and looked them over. He read over it again, realizing his mistake. “I saw custody… and I lost my mind.” He scrubbed his stubbled face, knowing he likely looked a sight. “I’m sorry. I thought you were trying to take our children away from me.”

Gray relaxed a little, but still kept his distance. “After seeing how revolting Jamie’s parents were… I couldn’t let the twins go there. And I wasn’t sure I would get any help from you. That’s all I was doing. Protecting our children. From them. Not you.” Gray paused. “I knew you needed time to mourn.”

Rohan lifted his stare and met Gray’s. “I’m glad one of us is thinking clearly enough to protect the twins.” He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Because I sure as hell am not in a position to do that right now.”

Silence fell between them.

“I should get back inside. The boys should be waking up from their naps soon.”

“Can I come inside and see them?”

“An alpha? In the middle of the O Quad? I think not.”

Rohan’s face fell. He wanted to see his babies. Desperately. Especially if it gave him a few more minutes to spend with Gray.

“But I can bring them out to the car. How’s that?”

“I want them home, where they belong,” Rohan said. He held onto Gray’s stare.Where you all belong.

Gray looked away. “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.”

The instinct roared again in his blood.

Take them all home. Now. Apologize. Beg his forgiveness.

He couldn’t get the words to come, no matter how much the need within demanded it.

Gray opened the door and turned to look at him. “I’ll be right back.”

A few minutes passed before Gray came back out of the house, the basket in one hand. He slid into the backseat and set the basket on Rohan’s lap. Both twins were asleep, cuddled together as they always seemed to be.

He gently brushed his hand over their soft heads, smiling. “They already look bigger. It’s only been a couple of days.”

“They can grow a few ounces a day. Especially our big boy. He likes to eat.”

Rohan smiled. “I noticed they were listed as Baby A and Baby O in the court documents.”

“Well, theyhaven’tbeen given names yet.”

“We’ve been preoccupied.” Rohan looked at Gray. “What did Jamie want to name them?”

Gray looked away, and it hurt his heart that the omega was keeping his distance, even though he was to blame.

“Jamie never said. He kept saying it would be a surprise,” Gray answered.

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