Page 10 of My Omega's Baby
I gave an impatient growl and pulled a plastic bag from the back seat. “Put it in here.”
He obliged, and then he said, “I can’t be this close to my mom’s house and not visit. That’s rude.”
“You just had a root canal. Now is not a great time to have a chat with someone.” I started to back out, and he grabbed my wrist. His firm fingers dug into my skin, sending an odd shiver through me.
“Blade, I need to see her.” His pupils were dilated, and he looked glassy-eyed. “She’s not well.”
The feel of his hand on my arm did strange things to my body. My skin tingled and my pulse sped up. I was startled by why his touch had me feeling breathless and excited. Usually the only thing he made me feel was impatient and pissed off.
“Are you just saying that so I’ll let you see her?”
His mouth curved suddenly in a smile that showed deep dimples in his cheeks. My gut clenched with surprise at how attractive he was when he wasn’t scowling at me like usual. “Maybe I’m stretching the truth a little.”
I pulled my arm away and rubbed my skin, hoping to erase the feel of his fingers on my flesh. “If I say yes, it has to be a short visit.”
“Sure. I just want to check in on her.”
I shook my head. “Can you even talk to her? You’re slurring a lot.”
“I’ll manage.” He closed his eyes. “Just drive.”
I sighed impatiently and nudged his elbow. “Hey. I don’t know where she lives.”
He opened his eyes. “Oh, yeah.” He gave me directions, and then he closed his eyes again.
I followed his instructions, and soon we pulled up in front of a small, one-story home. The white paint was peeling from the front of the house, and the lawn was brown. We got out of the car and walked the short path to the front door. Wyatt banged his knuckles on the worn wood, and I kept my eyes peeled as we waited for someone to answer the door.
Eventually there were sounds from inside and the door cracked open slightly. A pair of bright gray eyes peeked around the door, and they widened with surprise. “Wyatt? Is that you?”
“Hey, Mom.” He grinned.
She stepped back and pushed open the screen. “What are you doing here?”
“I was in the neighborhood.” He cupped his jaw. “I had to see Dr. Zahn.”
“Uh, oh.” She frowned.
“It’s great to see you, Mom.” Wyatt engulfed her in a big hug, and I stood stiffly behind him.
“I’m so happy to see you, son.” Eventually they broke apart, and her sharp gaze dropped on me. “Is this your boyfriend?”
“What?” Wyatt screeched, his face turning bright red. “No. He’s my bodyguard.” I had little doubt my face looked equally horrified.
“Bodyguard?” Now it was her turn to sound high-pitched. “Why do you need a bodyguard?”
He ignored her question. “Why would you think he’s my boyfriend?”
She laughed and shrugged. “Lots of alphas swing both ways, kid. Calm down.”
“I’m definitely not his boyfriend.” I probably sounded way more emphatic than was flattering, but I couldn’t help it.
She snorted a laugh. “Fine. Fine. Didn’t mean to upset you two macho studs.”
I was beginning to see where Wyatt got his lack of tact. “I can wait out in the car if that would be more convenient?” I moved to open the screen so I could retreat to my vehicle.
She latched on to my arm. “No. That would be weird, not convenient.”
I didn’t necessarily agree with her, but her grip was tight and I would have had to struggle to pry her fingers off. She scanned my face with an intensity that made me uneasy. A little smile touched her lips, and she let go of me.
