Page 64 of His Pretty Omega
Alex watched with rapt attention as Naomi helped me get the baby to latch on.
“I’m going to head home,” Bennett told us quietly, after a few minutes of Izzy sucking.
“Oh, my Goddess, I don’t even know what time it is?”
“It’s nine-thirty. It’s not too late,” Bennett assured me. “Do you want me to call your parents?”
“I called them,” Alex told us both. “And my family. They’re going to stop by tomorrow morning and later in the afternoon. I figured I’d let you tell your little chatty omega group.”
“I got it covered,” Bennett grinned, then kissed my cheek. He followed it up with a big hug for Alex, thensnuck in a kiss to the baby when I switched her to my other nipple.
Once he had left, Naomi went over some things with Alex and me, then promised to be back first thing in the morning to check on both of us.
Finally, we were alone, and I yawned widely, exhausted.
“How’s your pain?” Alex asked, straightening from placing a sleeping Izzy in the bassinet he had pulled next to the bed. “Naomi left some pain killers.”
“Mmm,” I gingerly scooted down in the bed, noting the time since she had administered the shot. “I’m okay for now.”
Surprisingly, I really wasn’t feeling half bad at the moment. I knew I needed to stay on top of the pain though.
“I’ll take a pill when she gets up for her next feeding.” I would need to check my bleeding and change the birthing pad, too.
Alex yawned then, pulling the shirt he had donned after helping bathe Izzy over his head and tossing it on the floor, which was so unlike him I let out a small laugh.
He climbed into bed, careful not to jostle me too much. “I’ll get it in the morning. I’m exhausted. And we need to sleep while she does. I have a feeling she’s going to be up every couple of hours.”
“Probably.” He pulled the bedspread over us, turning out the bedside light. “I want a proper shower tomorrow. And a massive breakfast.”
He let me get snuggled into his side, then asked, “Anything else, sweetheart?”
“Coffee,” I mumbled, “so much freaking coffee. An entire pot of it.” One cup a day had been torture.
Alex brushed a kiss over the top of my head, and I craned my neck up to chase his lips. He bent down, his lips capturing mine in a sweet kiss that still managed to curl my toes, if nothing else at the moment.
“I love you, my pretty brat. Thank you for stealing my drink that night. And thank you for our beautiful daughter.”
“Anytime,” I grinned at him in the darkness. “And I love you too, Alejandro. So very much.”
Epilogue
Alex
New Year's Eve
Standing in the hotel lobby, I turned when I heard someone call my name.
We had stepped out of the noisy, crowded ballroom, so that Seth could call his parents to check on Izzy. Since my fingers had been itching to dial my phone myself, relief had washed through me when he had said he needed to call and check on her.
As Seth had walked further into the lobby to get away from the noise, I had gone to the front desk to order a bottle of champagne to be sent up to our room. I wanted this night to be perfect, as I had an important question to ask my mate.
My eyes widened as I saw my ex, River, sashaying towards me, a drink in his hands and a gleam in his eyes.
He nibbled on the thin straw as he made his way over to me, somehow making the act look sensual. Still, it had no effect on me, but I plastered an indulgent smile on my face.
“River,” I acknowledged, then gave the hand he planted in the middle of my chest a pointed look. One he chose to blatantly ignore.
Instead of removing his hand, he trailed it further down my body. Catching his wrist firmly in mine, I pushed his arm away.
