Page 281 of The Omega Exchange: Omnibus
I shoulder check Nik and Carver, and we all turn around.
Miller apparently gets a free pass on everything because I notice he doesn’t follow our lead and Melody doesn’t get onto him about it.
“Real quick, could you just,” Melody says, grabbing my hand once she’s done. She yanks me over to the scale and nods to it. “Could you weigh him?”
The nurse chuckles but goes with it.
“Oh no, keep your shoes on. It’s fine,” Mel says, laughing kind of frantically.
I don’t catch my weight because I’m trying to figure out why I’m the only one getting this impromptu weigh-in.
“What was that about?” I ask Carver as the nurse guides us to a room.
“Not a clue,” he replies, laughing. “Women are mysterious creatures.”
I frown. I’m pretty sure he does know, and he’s leaving me out of the joke.
We make it into a spacious exam room. It’s way larger than the one at The Exchange. The nurse goes over a bunch of stuff with Melody.
Mel has to leave the room to do a couple tests. I’m unsurprised when Miller follows her out.
I grab my phone to confirm the flight for later this afternoon.
“You fucking bonded?” Nik growls as soon as we’re alone. He crosses his arms over his chest, glaring down at me.
“Yup.” I lock in all of our details and close out that window.
I need to shop for engagement rings, but one of the pregnancy books mentioned her fingers will likely swell.
“You’re telling me she consented to bonding?” Nik asks, sounding indignant.
“Oh yeah. I’d even go so far as to call itenthusiastic consent.” Carver chuckles.
I ignore them both and continue to scan for appropriate size and styles of jewelry.
“At least it’s guaranteed she’s ours,” Nik finally mutters.
I bring up another window and check to see if there are pictures with carat size and small fingers for reference.
I want it to be a respectable size without going overboard.
I don’t think Mel is the flashy type.
I read once that you’re supposed to spend two months’ salary on an engagement ring, but it’s ridiculously large when I check the chart. Seven carats seems wider than her actual finger.
It’s better to go with a higher quality of stone and keep it somewhere under three carats. If it’s smaller, I think it’ll be easier for her to accept it. Then there’s the fact that she’ll needsomething low so she doesn’t scratch the baby. The pictures of settings are extremely helpful.
I personally think the low-basket option is the best, but I’m willing to see what the guys have to say.
I need to find a covert way to determine her ring size.
Mel, Miller, and the nurse come back into the room. Dr. Blake is a younger guy in his mid-thirties.Heisn’t wearing a ring and Nik is tense every time he gets close to Melody.
He nods to the nurse and asks her to help Mel get set up.
I don’t know what that means, but he stretches a hand out, waving to the door, and all four of us follow him into the hallway.
Shit. I got hyperfocused and forgot to pay attention.
