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I’m sorry

12:30 PM - from Ro

It’s ok.

I’ll come see you when we’re home?

12:31 PM - from Gray

Ok. love u

12:31 PM - from Ro

I know

12:31 PM - from Gray

Ur an asshole

Say it back

12:32 PM - from Ro

Ur an asshole

12:32 PM - from Gray

Ha ha ha

See you later

12:32 PM from Ro

Love u 2

“He’s not okay, I think.” Rowan puts his head on Leo’s shoulder, and a few seconds later, he hears Leo’s stomach growl. “Really? We’re having a moment here.”

“Hunger waits for no man.” Leo shrugs with a smile. It’s so cute that it reminds him of why he loves Leo Costas to distraction.

It’s not five minutes later when the nurses return to their station, giving them a wide berth. Patient lunch trolleys are being rolled out from the elevator.

It’s not long after that Nix’s door opens, too. The air in the room must have had the same ventilation protocol as the hallways because it mostly smells like his family; even that sex-vanilla is manageable. Gideon raises his brow in a silent inquiry:you got this?And surprisingly, Rowan does. His wolf is on full alert, but he’s still obedient.

With a nod, he stands up, pulling Leo up, too. He sticks Leo’s patch back on before picking up the box of food. As the three of them stand in the doorway, Gideon speaks quietly, “Nix is ready to meet you. Where’s Gray?”

“He’s not feeling himself, so he’s at home. I texted him and he said he’ll see us later.” Rowan hopes the alpha won’t make a big deal of it because while this is not exactly asmall thing, it’s not one they can solve right now. After all, their new mate is waiting. Thank the Goddess that Gideon isn’t looking to solve the problem right now, but he’ll have made a mental note to handle it when the vanilla-scented dust settles.

“Then let’s go. No sudden moves, and go quietly. Burgers, Leo? I said aselection.” He sighs at the complete lack of gourmetfood, but he moves to take the box so Rowan isn’t hindered when he meets Nix.

Nix is holding court on the blue couch on the far side of his room, and on his lap is Rowan’s favorite blanket.Rowan’s blanket!He can’t help but feel pride that his mate chose to surround himself with his scent during this stressful time. He can feel his face split into the biggest smile in his repertoire.

And when he meets Nix’s eyes, he stops dead in his tracks, once again wanting to fall to his knees. His omega—our omega, I will not tell you again!—has a huge matching smile.

“That idiot is Rowan Foster,” Gideon deadpans while Luca giggles.

“Hi.” Nix is still smiling and holds his hand out palm up, as if he expects Rowan to take it, not to shake, but to hold. Rowan nods like the idiot he is and steps over the center of the low table instead of walking around.

And that’s all it takes to make Nix laugh. His pretty mate throws his head back, a pink blush brushing his cheeks. The ridiculous move puts him directly in front of their omega, and then he goes to his knees just to take the offered hand.

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