Page 273 of Labor of Love

“I…” He nibbles on his bottom lip, nose wiggling. “I didn't think it was possible, but turns out my parents were wrong. Omegas where I'm from are made to carry babies. Sometimes multiple, depending on their animal form.”

My heart jumps and my face wrinkles in confusion. “Are you saying…” I swallow hard and try again. “Are you telling me you can get pregnant?”

“Yes. But it's only supposed to be possible with my own kind. I think there's at least three in there.”

Gobsmacked, my mouth gapes and my hand freezes on his belly. “I want to say that's impossible, but you have shifted into a rabbit in front of me, so I'm not sure anything is at this point.”

“I understand if you want me to return home now. I know it's a lot to take in and it's probably best I return before they are born.”

My heart stops and I move my hand again. “Why would I want that?”

“Why would you want me?” He spins around, eyes locking on mine and watering.

I lower my face to his, sweeping a thumb over his cheek. “Because I can't think of a single reason I shouldn't. I know I should freak out, but I think you've prepared me from the very beginning to always expect the unexpected. And having three more of you sounds so much better than none of you and you all get to be mine.”

His eyes sparkle. “Does that mean you’re ours too?”

“For as long as you all will have me.”

“Prepare for that to be a very long time.”

“What about your pack?”

“Eventually I'll have to deal with them but that can wait until tomorrow.”

My heart soars when he kisses me and something in his stomach kicks at my hand when I lay it over his shirt. Yeah, tomorrow. It'll all be figured out then but right now we'll play it by ear, and I'll take each new crazy surprise with him as they come. Because like he said, I was made for him and whenever our bodies connect ever so perfectly, my heart in syncs with his saying he was made for me too.

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Ashlynn Mills is from Texas and currently resides in Missouri with her two kids, husband, black lab and many farm animals. She's loved reading, writing ever since she was kid, always enjoying a good horror story or thriller she could get lost in. A few years ago she discovered romance and found that she enjoyed writing it as much as she loved reading it. She never did like being placed into one box when it came to anything in life so she didn't want to when it came to writing either, which led to her decision to write a bit of everything, from snarky, sweet men to dangerous, vicious ones.

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Milo Frost’s dreams of owning his own art gallery have finally come true. But there’s a catch. The gallery Milo bought for a song is in Key West, which means uprooting his life in Chicago and heading south. Which might be a little uncomfortable for a snow leopard shifter who prefers the cold.

Noah Cove grew up in Key West, but lately, running his family’s snorkeling and scuba diving operation doesn’t feel like enough. It feels like something is missing. When he runs into a sexy stranger, Noah realizes Key West finally has everything he’s been looking for.

But will their connection be enough to convince Milo to stay in Key West or will Noah have to face leaving his hometown for the first time?

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MILO

“Hello? Is anyone here? I’m looking for the handsome young man who recently purchased this fabulous building.”

I rolled my eyes as I wiped my hands down my paint-stained jeans and left the paintbrush I’d been cleaning in the utility sink in the storage room at the back of the gallery.

My gallery.

Because as Betty White, my real estate agent who did in fact look like the Key West version of her namesake, had proclaimed, I had indeed bought the building.

“Were you looking for me?”

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