Page 4 of The Omega's Surprise Baby
“All right. Mary and I will be waiting by the tree over there.”
“Okay.”
I took Mary by the hand and walked away from the grave, far enough to give Conner some privacy, but not so far that I couldn’t keep an eye on him. I didn't have an omega's nurturing instincts, but I would have given my life to protect my son—and my daughter—any day.
I could only hope that was enough.
* * *
When I returned home laterthat day, I noticed that I had a missed call from my cousin Dean. He probably wanted to check in with me. The thought made me smile, even if his concern was unnecessary. It was good to have family who looked out for you. My mate was not with me anymore, but I was not alone. Not truly.
I dialed my cousin's number on my cell phone and hit the call button. “Sup, cuz?” I greeted him when he answered the phone.
“Hi, Shane. How are you doing?”
“Fine, really. The kids and I are just back from the cemetery.”Andthe ice cream parlor.
“Oh, that's where you went. Of course. I'm sorry.”
“It's all right,” I said truthfully. It had been two years since I'd had to bury my mate, and though I still felt the pain, I could deal with it now. Or at least, I could deal with it most days. “It's important for the kids to remember the man who brought them into the world.”
“I agree. Are you doing okay, though?”
“I'm fine. Thank you for calling, but don't you have an omega to lavish your attention on today?”
Dean laughed a little at that. “I called my mother earlier, and Griff... well, let's just say my mate to be has eaten more cupcakes than any omega should and is now recovering from carb coma on the couch. He looks happy, though.”
“That’s good.” It really was. I’d watched my cousin pursue that omega, and I was happy they were getting married soon. No one deserved it more, even if I had mixed feelings about attending said wedding. Not because I wasn’t fully supporting Dean and Griff, but because it brought back memories of my own wedding.
“Listen, actually I have a favor to ask.”
“A favor?” One of my eyebrows went up even though Dean couldn’t see it, of course. “What kind?”
“Well, you know we have a lot of relatives…”
“Yeah.”
“And that the town’s bed & breakfast only has so much space.”
“Yeah…” I had an idea where he was going with this. “Do you want me to room some of your guests?”
“If it’s not too much to ask.”
“I do have a free bedroom that could fit at least two.”
Dean exhaled and I could tell that my response relieved him. “Thank you, Shane. The bed & breakfast is already full and my sisters insist on staying with me. I wasn’t sure where to put Nick and our special guest.”
“Special guest?” That was the first I heard of any special guests. “You’re wanting me to take care of your special guest?”
“Believe me, he’s better off staying with you than he would be staying with me and my sisters. They’re huge fans.”
“Wait a second, who exactly am I going to house?” What had I said yes to? More and more it was starting to sound like my cousin had invited some sort of celebrity to his wedding.
“I might have hired Kade Ashton to sing at my wedding.”
My mouth fell open. “You did what?” Was I hearing right? “Isn’t he like some sort of popstar?” I wasn’t super well-versed in pop culture, but even I had heard of Kade Ashton. Only a year or two ago his songs had been played up and down on the radio.
“He is, but he’s hit on some hard times, so he’s willing to perform for us.”
