Page 82 of His Sassy Omega
“What’s our next step here, Finn?” I needed to know, and I wanted to wind this up and get my mate into bed.
Finn stood up. “I can give you the name of my partner, and you can make an appointment with her if you want. Or the names of several other good doctors.”
“Why?” Quinn asked. “I mean why those people, why not you?”
Finn eyed me, and then turned to Quinn. “I just thought it might be uncomfortable, since I’m Lachlan’s brother.”
Quinn shook his head. “Uncomfortable for who? I like you. You have a calmness about you. I want you to stay my doctor. For as long as I need one,” he tacked on at the end.
“The first appointment is pretty thorough. I will need to do an internal exam.” His eyes shot to me again, and I stunned even myself when I heard the growl coming from the back of my throat, directed towards my brother. “Yeah, that right there, that could be a problem.”
“Ignore him. My body, my choice of doctors. I want you.”
Finn gave me a questioning look, and I nodded. “Whatever he wants.”
“I mean it, Lach, you’d better keep yourself under control.” The warning hung between us.
“I’ll be fine.” I wasn’t at all sure I would be fine. I was trying very hard to not think about where my brother’s fingers might end up in my mate. I had enough to deal with at the moment, I didn’t need that image stuck in my head too.
“When can we do this?” Quinn picked at an invisible thread on his pants. “Verify how far along I am, and all the rest?”
Finn looked at my mate, then at me. I wasn’t sure what my brother saw in my eyes, but whatever it was, he seemed to understand all the things I was feeling.
“Since you are thinking of terminating, and you both seem…anxious, you can come by the clinic tomorrow. Whatever time works best for you. I know it’s Christmas, but this way there won’t be anybody else there. It will be quiet. We can do some tests, talk over your options, and go from there.” I appreciated Finn’s wording, and soft voice.
Saying the word in my head made my heart hurt, and set my wolf mournfully howling. Quinn looked at me, silent, everything there in his green eyes. I squeezed his hand. “We have breakfast with your parents. It’s up to you. We can wait a day if we need to.”
“No, let’s do this. The sooner the better. We can make an excuse to slip out for a few hours after breakfast and presents.”
“Okay,” I whispered, then brought his hand up, and kissed his knuckles. It was all I could manage right now, to keep myself from losing it.
“Text me a time. I’ll be home or at mom’s.” Finn stood and gathered his things. I walked him to the door.
“Thank you,” I told him sincerely. “For this and for not saying anything. About any of it.”
“You’re my brother.” As if that explained it all. “Is he serious about terminating?”
“He doesn’t want kids. We haven’t really talked about it beyond that. We weren’t planning on this.”
“You could order him not to, as his alpha and his mate.” Finn’s reminder of an old, seldom used law, hung in the air. He was right, I could. I wouldn’t, though.
“We haven’t claimed each other. It’s his choice, even if we had.”
Finn cocked his head at me, looking me over. “You surprise me. That’s very modern of you.”
“I’m surprising myself lately.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow. Try to get some sleep.”
“Thanks.” I shut the door against the cold, then leaned against it, my head hanging. I just needed a minute. Everything was moving at hyper-speed, and now this. I just wanted to enjoy the thrill of being a dad for a few seconds. Before it got taken away.
I wanted to curse Fate, scream, and yell and throw things. If Fate believed Quinn was my mate, and I did believe he was, why would Fate choose someone so different from myself? Who felt so differently than I did? About something this important?
I didn’t understand any of it, and it wasn’t fair. Because I was starting to fall for Quinn. He made me feel alive. He made me laugh, he made me think, for just a minute, that I was safe to be me. That he would accept me for the person I knew I was, deep down inside me. A person I’d pushed down and away, until I’d almost lost myself.
He might tease me, and push me, annoy me, and make me nuts, but I enjoyed it.
But to throw a baby at us, when we were still on shaky ground with each other? I still felt like it was one step forward, and three steps back withQuinn. Sometimes it felt like Quinn had one foot in and one foot out, and I was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
