Page 54 of His Pretty Omega
There was something he was chewing on in that whirling brain of his. I could see it as well as I could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the way his hand rested on the mound of his belly.
He’d tell me when he was ready, but I wouldn’t push him.
Instead, I leaned back in my chair, bare feet propped up on the footrest, and adjusted the massage timer for another five minutes.
I hadn’t expected today to turn so serious, had wanted it to be fun, relaxing, andstress free.
Finally, he quietly admitted, “I just get scared sometimes that all of this is only because of the baby. And once I have this baby, reality will set in, and you’ll decide that I’m not worth the effort.”
Bringing his hand to my lips, I kissed his palm. “We’re fated,cariño, that’s not how this works. Did you think I didn’t know, watching you sashay towards me in this very hotel, that you were going to be trouble?”
He snorted, shaking his head, but he didn’t pull his hand from mine. Instead, he entwined our fingers together tightly.
“And yes, all of this has been super-fast, but I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to. I don’t do things I don’t want to do, Seth, and neither do you. Regardless of the circumstances. I knew I wanted you long before I knew about this baby. I missed you every single day we were apart and I didn’t even know your name. But I knew a part of me was missing. You were that part. I’m not going anywhere. Sorry not sorry, you’re stuck with me.”
Chapter Nineteen
Seth
I had never been more pampered or relaxed in my entire life.
After the pedicure, we’d been given the softest, most luxurious white robes to slip into for our couples massage.
Because I was pregnant, I had been on my back for the duration of my massage, but I hadn’t even cared. The masseuse had magic hands and gently worked out knots I hadn’t even known were there. Alex had looked just as blissed out as I felt, after his own massage.
We’d come back to the room, ordered room service, and then I had come up to the pool while Alex waited for our food.
The sun had just begun its downward descent in the sky, and I stood by the edge of the blue water of the pool andtilted my face into its warmth. Untying the robe, I let it slide off my naked body to pool at my feet.
Stretching my arms toward the bright beam of light, I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, before caressing my bump.
I heard Alex behind me, but I didn’t turn around, didn’t open my eyes.
A sharp click had me blinking my sleepy eyes open, and I looked over my shoulder at Alex.
He was staring at his phone, clearly having taken my picture.
“I’d better not see that on some fetish porn site for pregnant omegas,” I teased him.
He glanced up from his phone, his voice raw and graveling, “You look beautiful.”
“I feel beautiful,” I admitted, because I did. I felt like some sensual goddess, full of life. “You would think I wouldn’t. My belly is huge, I haven’t seen my feet or my dick in months, my hip bones have all but disappeared under a layer of…fluff. But I’ve honestly never felt sexier in my entire life.”
Slowly, I walked over to the concrete stairs built into the pool, and stuck my toe in.
If I stretched my leg out just far enough I might be able to glimpse the polish on my toes. The water was the perfect temperature on this blazing hot day, not too cold or too warm.
Wading in up to my chest, I flipped and floated on my back, my belly above the surface of the water.
If anyone saw me, I was sure I looked like a beached whale, but it was just Alex and me up here, in our own little private sanctuary. Just me and my alpha and our unborn pup.
It had been a perfect day and I never wanted it to end.
A wide splash had me blinking water from my eyes. Alex surfaced close to me, slicking his dark, wet hair back from his forehead and wiping the water from his eyes.
“I bet this is what it’s going to feel like in the birthing tub,” I murmured.
Alex’s wet hand rested on my bump, and the baby did a slow roll inside me at his touch. “Someone’s waking up.”
