Page 74 of The Omega's Surprise Baby
“You’re asking me to make demands of them?”
“Tell them they’ll get a juicier story for it.”
“It's not that easy.”
“Well, at least try.”Do your job.And if they kicked me off the show, well... I found that I couldn't be bothered to care. I had more important things to worry about than pleasing a show host who wanted to grill me about my sex life on television. I ended the call with Michelle, walked into the bathroom and splashed some water on my face.Thatfelt good after all the hours on the plane. Straightening, I looked myself over in the mirror. At this point, I was three months pregnant. You couldn't tell yet.
I wondered how much longer it would take. How the media would react... How my fans would react...
Then I stopped that and wondered instead what the baby would look like. One hand on my belly, I glanced down on myself. “Are you gonna look like your dad?” I liked the red hair. That would be too cute. I had to get Shane to show me baby pictures of Mary and Conner. A grin formed on my face. That was a good excuse to call him. Not that Ineededan excuse.
Walking to my room, I dug my phone out of my pocket and dialed his number.
“Missing me already?” he asked, answering the phone.
“Nah, just wanted to make sure you weren't missingmetoo hard already.”
“What if I am? Would you come back?”
I gave him a laugh. “Soon. Do you have time? What are the kids up to?”
As we fell into easy conversation, I collected the letters from the kitchen table and chucked them into the trash can in my room. Now that I knew what life could be like, Goldstone was never seeing me again.
28
Shane
For the nextcouple of weeks, my life seemed to be divided into the moments I could talk to Kade—or even see him on the webcam—and the times I had to manage by myself. Conner's birthday came and went. He invited Jake and two other kids from school that I didn't even know he was friends with, but it was nice to see him get out of his shell a little bit more.
Also made me hope that I wasn't going to have to move.
Conner and I talked a bit more about schools he could attend and we found one not too far out that seemed all right. A few days later, Eli called me to ask why his son suddenly wanted to change schools. I had to laugh at that.
“Did you realize Conner's omega?”
“I've noticed, yes.” He paused. “Do you think...? No, they're too young for that.”
“They are,” I agreed, “but I think Conner speaks to a very particular instinct in Jake.”
Eli sighed. “He's always been protective.”
“It's not a bad quality.”
“No. But sometimes I wish he would think things through before acting more often.”
“Don't be too hard on him.” I licked my lips. “Will you let him change schools?”
“We're thinking about it. The place actually doesn't look bad, but when I started talking about getting a better education for him...” Eli snorted and I could see him shake his head. “Can you believe Matt actually suggested the boarding school he went to? Like I would send my baby that far away.”
“Please don't,” I said jokingly. “Conner would be inconsolable, and I don't have the funds to send him to fancy boarding schools.”
“Don't worry about it. Matt had to retract the statement or sleep on the couch that night. He's choosing not to mention the boarding school again.”
“Good boy.” I chuckled. Seriously, sometimes I thought the only reason some alphas felt the need to suppress omegas was because they were scared. In all the alpha/omega couples I knew, it was clear who was calling the shots, and it usually wasn't the alpha.
About a week after my phone conversation with Eli, I overheard Conner and Jake talking about their new school with a smile. That was one problem taken care of. But as soon as I didn't have to worry about my existing children, the unborn one came to the forefront of my mind. The last time I'd seen Kade on the webcam, he wasn't really showing yet, but maybe he was, just a little? The poor video quality made it hard to tell. I couldn't wait for him to come back.
At times, I admit, I still felt pangs of guilt for falling in love with another omega after Ron, but at the same time, I knew he wouldn't have wanted me to spend the rest of my life alone. He might even have liked Kade, if the two had ever met. I was never going to know for sure, but the thought gave me peace. I liked to imagine that somewhere in the afterlife, Ron was watching us and singing along to Kade's songs, not caring that he couldn't carry a tune.
