Page 50 of His Surrogate Omega

Vaughn sighed. “Takes a drama queen to know a drama queen, papa.”

“If anyone cares,” Jamie interrupted, placing his fork and knife down. “But the next generation is coming sooner than later, I hope.”

Papa sat back, his head whipping to Jamie. “What?”

“We’ve contracted with an omega surrogate,” Jamie announced, pride filling him. He turned and slipped his fingers in through Rohan’s, and basked in his alpha’s smile. He turned back to the silent table and looked around at their shocked faces.

“I’d told you all what we planned to do. Why it’s such a surprise, I don’t know.”

“I knew you were searching… and had met a prospect… but not that you were this close to an agreement,” Wilder murmured.

Wilder had been privy to that piece of news. The rest of the family hadn’t. They knew Jamie and Rohan had been discussing a surrogate—not that they’d found one. The looks on their faces spoke volumes, particularly papa’s.

And papa was, of course, the next to speak up. “Are you sure you’re ready for this… so soon after your recovery?”

“It takes ten months for a baby to grow. And it might take a few months before we’re pregnant. I’m already feeling stronger, and more so every single day. By the time the baby comes, I’ll be ready.”

“We’repregnant?” papa asked. “Youwon’t be pregnant. Someone else will. Meaning… it won’t be a Jaymes.”

Silence filled the table again, and Jamie felt his stomach flip.

“You all could show a little more support for Jamie,” Rohan spat.

Jamie rose from the table and tossed his napkin down. He fled the room, hot tears flowing down his cheeks. Rohan was fast on his heels and slammed the front door behind them as they left. He climbed into the passenger seat of their car and waited for Rohan to round the rear and slide behind the wheel.

Neither spoke until they were a few miles away.

“I won’t have them speaking to you like that again,” Rohan growled. “If they can’t support you, they’re banned from our home.”

Jamie nodded, wiping away the wetness from his cheeks. He’d stopped crying. The initial shock of their reaction had hit him hard—but now that he’d had a few minutes—he knew they were the ones standing to lose. A new life would come, with all the joy and happiness a babe can bring. If they weren’t there to see it—that was their own fault.

“Agreed,” he said.

Rohan grew silent. They drove along a few more miles before he sensed his alpha sneaking glances at him.

“My parents have never treated me well,” Jamie admitted. “I’m accustomed to this.”

“I expected more from Wilder,” Rohan said. “The rest? Not so much.”

“I think Wilder was surprised, is all.” Jamie glanced out of the window, his mind churning. “I don’t know… maybe I hoped I’d finally make my family happy with this.”

“Please tell me you don’t want this child to make your papa happy.”

“No… but it would’ve been icing on a big, beautiful cake,” Jamie answered before sliding the fingers of one hand through Rohan’s. He leaned over the console and rested his head on Rohan’s strong shoulder. “You’re all I need, baby. All I’ve ever needed.”

“And soon we might be three,” Rohan said, but there was a tenseness to his words.

Jamie squeezed his alpha’s hand and smiled. “Yes, we just might. And it’ll be worth all the chaos to get that babe in our arms. To be a family… to be better than the one I have now.”

Rohan pressed a kiss to the top of his head as they roared down the back-country road, eating the miles and putting more distance between him and the ugliness of his papa.

* * * *

A couple of hours later…

“I tried calling Jamie, but it went straight to voicemail.”

Rohan leaned back in the oversized chair and rested his head on the back. “He’s in bed. He was tired after what you all put him through tonight. Can you blame him?”

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