Page 84 of The Omega's Secret Baby
He shrugged. “You were right, my family sucks. I’ve thought about my priorities. I’ve missed so much with Jake, I don’t want to miss a second of this little one.” He inched closer to me and gently put a hand on my belly. “I don’t want to be like my parents,” he said, catching my eyes. “I don’t want the kids to remember me as this dude who spent the whole day in his office and never had time for anything.”
“But you’re an alpha. How is staying home with the kids going to make you happy?”
“I’m more than just an alpha, the same way you’re more than just an omega. Don’t you think it’s time we broke the stereotypes?”
I huffed. “You know I’ve tried that before.” Everything I always wanted seemed to be right in front of me, suddenly, but I was still afraid to reach out and take it.
“So you’ll try again.” Matt rested his forehead on mine. “We’ll try together. And we’ll make it. I know it.”
“And our kids can be whatever they want?”
“Whatever they want. Everyone deserves a chance to follow their dreams. And that includes you.” Matt chuckled, and then he kissed me. I kissed him back and thanked my lucky stars for whatever had made him change his mind.
I was going to go back to college! I was marrying Matt! Without marrying his family!
It all seemed too good to be true, even knowing that it was. Closing my eyes, I tried to carve this moment into my memories. Whenever Matt and I were facing hard times in the future, I wanted to remember how I’d felt this day. To remember that we could make it through anything.
And then, because I was still pregnant and starving, I broke the kiss to get another bite of my burger.
“You sure I shouldn’t be jealous of that thing?” Matt asked, laughing.
“All this excitement has made me hungry!”
“Everything makes you hungry these days.”
“True.” I took another bite and licked my fingers. Yum, ketchup. “It’s hard work making a baby.”
“Yeah?” Matt shot me a filthy grin. “I seem to remember you enjoying it quite a bit.”
“Well, yeah, the beginning is fun,” I admitted. “Then comes the hard part. And then the even harder part.”
“What’s the even harder part?”
“The birth.” I sighed. “Jake took mehours.”
Matt wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “But this time I’ll be there with you.”
“Yeah.” I leaned into him and reached up to hold his hand. “Will we be married by then?”
“Up to you,” he said. “It doesn’t matter to me whether we get married before or after the birth, but I am making you mine.” He dipped his head to kiss my neck, making a shudder go down my spine.
I put the burger aside and kissed his head. “I’m yours already.”
Now and forever.
* * *
“You don't mindthat I'm going to move out, do you?” I asked my brother one evening early in June when the days were getting warmer and it was nice to sit on the front steps of the house.
“I'll be fine,” Griff said. “I'm sure you'll still cart the kids over here when you need a babysitter.”
I gave him a sheepish smile, because hewasbabysitting for me again that night. I called on him a lot these days. Something about my pregnancy seemed to give Matt a really high sex drive and we both knew we had to make use of that now before the baby was here—which we did. I could still feel some soreness in my ass from the night before. It was a good kind of soreness, though, reminding me of a night wonderfully spent in the embrace of my lover. Ever since I’d started showing, Matt liked to take things slow in the bedroom, placing kisses all over me, but especially my belly, before he went down to business. Some nights it was torture to wait that long, but I really couldn’t complain about how thorough he was being. He certainly never left me unsatisfied.
But I wasn’t going to tell my brother all of that.
“I can promise you you'll see enough of my kids,” I told him instead, trying to be casual. “Jake loves you, and I'm sure the new one will too. Besides, you'll finally have some time to work on your own love life.”
Griff scoffed. “Like there's anything there to work on.”
