Page 108 of Omega Tricked
“Yeah.”
He blew out a shaky breath. “Shit. Now that’s all I’ll be able to think about.”
“Me too.” I kissed him, and our mouths locked hungrily. I was tempted to call Dr. Peters to tell him I was going to be late, but I instead pulled back. Licking my lips, I laughed. “Hold that thought. Maybe we can skip lunch and take a nap.” I made air quotes on the word nap.
“I’m all for that idea.” His eyes buzzed with lust.
I straightened my shirt collar. “Okay, I’m really going now.”
He smacked my butt. “Hurry home, dear.”
I laughed and set off down the road to the clinic. Things were going so well with Lex, it almost made me nervous. It was hard to shake the feeling something might ruin our happiness. Life seemed to have a way of throwing a wrench in things. It worried me a lot that Lex still had no idea about the solar eclipse omegas, or that I was one. It made me feel guilty when I’d insisted he have no secrets from me, but I held a huge secret. I wanted to tell him the truth, but Charles wouldn’t let me. He said it wasn’t fair to all the other solar eclipse omegas, that I could be endangering them by telling the truth to a man like Lex. While I didn’t agree with his reasons, I was afraid Lex would be repulsed by me if he knew what a freak of nature I was.
When I got to the clinic, Dr. Peters had one solar eclipse omega already prepped for surgery. I washed up and got into my gown, and I joined him in the operating room. The omega had opted to be unconscious for the delivery, which was unusual. Usually the omegas loved to be awake, but maybe this guy was too nervous. I’d want to be awake if I gave birth. Not something I ever saw happening since only my fated mate could get me pregnant. The odds of meeting that mate were very slim. Especially when you’d spent the last year hiding in the mountains.
I shook off those thoughts because I was happy with Lex. I didn’t care if I ever had another child. I wasn’t even sure I’d want that because I’d loved Ayden so much. It occurred to me that for the first time in a long time, I was able to think about Ayden without feeling overwhelmed with grief. The realization of that shook me but made me happy too. I loved the idea of being able to remember Ayden in a happy context. For too long his sweet memory had been overshadowed by the tragedy.
Dr. Peters and I delivered two more babies, and as lunchtime neared, excitement ramped in my gut. I couldn’t wait to see Lex. As Dr. Peters and I washed up at the sink in the surgery, I suddenly felt light-headed, and I tipped slightly, catching myself on the sink.
Dr. Peters grabbed my arm. “Are you okay?”
I nodded, leaning on the sink. “God, sorry. I just got so dizzy.”
He looked worried, and he led me over to a folding chair. He felt my head and sat down next to me. “Are you eating properly?”
“Yeah. I’m probably eating better than ever because Lex is such a good cook.” I gave a weak smile.
“You’re so pale. Maybe you’re low on iron.”
I blew out a shaky breath. “Maybe. Could that cause nausea?”
“Nausea?”
I nodded. “Yeah. Four days straight I’ve been sick in the morning.”
“Four days—” He scowled. “Dylan, why wouldn’t you have me check you over? Four days is a long time to be actively throwing up.”
“I kept thinking it would pass.”
His mouth was a grim line. “You’re probably dehydrated.”
“Yeah. That’s probably true.”
He stood. “Just to be sure, we need to take some blood. God knows what you might have caught hanging around that old farmhouse.”
“Yeah.” I stood, still feeling drained. “Maybe it is low iron. I’m really tired.”
“Sit. I’ll take your blood here.” He went to the cupboard and pulled out a syringe and everything he’d need. Then he returned to me. He tied a band around my elbow and inserted the needle into a vein. Once he had enough blood, he walked it personally to the lab.
I found it sweet he was so concerned, but I kept checking the clock because I didn’t want to keep Lex waiting. Dr. Peters came back, looking annoyed. “The technician is at lunch. We’ll have to wait till he gets back for the results.”
“That’s okay.” I stood. “I was going home for lunch anyway.”
He smiled. “Is that right?”
I nodded.
“I remember not so long ago you always worked through your lunch break.”
