Page 80 of With A Little Luck
“You’ve already done your part,” Ridge says, sliding his hand over my dress as he chases the baby’s movements. “You’ve been working and trying to track me down, all while growing a human being. You get to relax now.”
That sounds amazing, but I also don’t want to take advantage of his kindness. He really should have asked for a paternity test before even bringing me here. I know the baby is his, but we spent a total of one night together.
“I don’t mind working?—”
“Then go back whenever you’re ready.” He shrugs. “I’m cool with staying home with the baby if you want the freedom of getting out of the house.”
I’m so confused.
Does he think I’m going to live here now?
I have my own house to take care of.
Not to mention, we barely know each other.
“Anyway…” He jumps up, grabbing the massive storage container and bringing it back. He drops it on the floor next to the couch. “You should open this.”
My hands flatten on the cushion, and I push myself back even farther until I’m fully sitting up. “What is it?”
“I can’t ruin the surprise,” he says, chuckling. He pops the lid off the bin, and my jaw falls. It’s difficult to see what’s under the silver and baby blue tissue paper, but the container is packed full.
There’s a card on top, and Ridge plucks it off, handing it to me.
The front saysThe Divine Omega.Flipping it over, it has a personalized message.
Quincy,
This gift was perfected for you by your alpha. All products have been individually selected to match your scent profile. Our process targets which products should work best based on the questionnaire your alpha completed, but we all know how persnickety omegas can be.
If something isn’t up to your standards, you can return any product, at any time, for any reason. We have a one-hundred percent satisfaction guarantee.
Keep your eyes out.
The gift doesn’t end here.
You’ll receive five deluxe boxes, one every two months for the next year.
The Divine Omega
“How in the world did you get this delivered this fast?” I ask, laying the card on my thigh.
“Maybe Hartley used his star power, and they were motivated to get it here fast.” Ridge shrugs.
I’m thankful Hart warned me Ridge might try to pass off the gift as not being from him.
“Yeah, or maybe you paid a rush fee. Either way, thank you.” I stretch a hand over, patting his strong thigh.
“You haven’t even seen what’s inside,” he says, chuckling. “Save the gratitude for if you like it.”
I’m sure I will.
It’s even more unreal that he got a subscription that will be delivered five more times. I’ve checked out their catalog before, and I’m pretty sure he got the biggest package.
“Unless you want to keep hold of me while I dig in the bin, you might want to just hand me the items.” I laugh. “My center of gravity is way off, and I don’t want to take a header straight onto the floor.”
His eyes widen. “Yeah, let’s avoid that.”
He unfolds the tissue paper, and underneath is something light gray and fuzzy. He pulls it out and hands it over. There’s a ribbon tied around the middle, and I give it a quick tug.
