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His thrusts became disjointed as he neared release himself. My walls were so tight, it was a surprise he could even move.

“Three.”

Devon roared the last word, thrusting in one final, rough time as his cock throbbed, the base rapidly expanding until I felt impossibly full. I detonated. Every part of me convulsed as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me.

“Holy shit...omega,” Devon said in a strangled voice, slumping forward, desperately trying to catch his breath.

“Yeah,” I agreed lightly.

It took us a good ten minutes to extract ourselves from each other, and even then, we kept our hands on each other as we righted our clothes and picked up the discarded popcorn that had spilled on the floor before climbing under a blanket together and restarting the second episode.

Chapter 29

Devon

“Do you have any plans for the day?” Jeremy asked as I buttered a slice of toast. He was standing at the burner, turning several slices of bacon that she was excitedly waiting for while sitting at the breakfast bar.

“Maybe a nap?” Daisy laughed, scrunching her nose. “I’m all caught up on work, so there’s not much for me to do. Why?”

As she spoke, she ripped off small bites of bacon, sneakily feeding them to Gilbert who was waiting eagerly at her feet.

“We put you on my insurance the other day, and the OBGYN has an opening today, but I’ve got practice,” he said as he scooped up a few bits of bacon, placing them on the eager omega’s plate.

“I can take her,” I said before Daisy even had a chance to answer herself.

“Don’t you have client meetings today?” Jeremy asked.

“Nothing I can’t move.” I shrugged. “Would you mind me coming with you, sweetheart?” I turned to look at her, and she looked away from her bacon to nod.

“If you really don't mind taking some time off, I would appreciate it. It would be nice to get a look at the little parasite,” she said as she absentmindedly rubbed her belly, chomping on bacon.

“I'll call my foreman and let him know.” I shot her a smile before taking out my phone and texting the relevant people.

A day out with the pretty omega sounded like a far better time than what I had planned, anyway.

“Be sure you ask the doctor about any vitamins she should be taking. I got her some over-the-counter ones, but I'm betting there are better ones out there for her.” Jeremy's brows furrowed as he spoke. Knowing him as well as I did, I could tell he was unhappy he wasn't going to get to be there himself—he probably had a million questions for the doctor.

“Text me any questions you have for the doctor. I'll make sure we ask them.”

Jeremy’s face broke out in a grin, and he picked up his phone. “I'll do that now.” He started tapping away at the screen...and kept typing...and typing. Daisy and I watched, our eyes slowly getting wider and wider as we realized the extent of his questions. “I would come, but I'm stupidly contracted to be at this event today,” he grumbled as he furiously typed his inquisition.

Daisy looked at me, biting her lip. “Maybe it's for the best you're going with me,” she whispered lowly, so only I could hear.

“His heart is in the right place,” I said back in a hushed tone.

“Oh, I know that. I just don't want to get kicked out of the doctor's office because he can't stop asking questions. No matter how adorable he is as he does it, I’m sure it would annoy the doctors.”

“I'm sure they’re used to overprotective alphas by now,” I whispered. “If not, why do we pay them the big bucks?”

“You know, I can tell you’re whispering about me,” Jeremy said, eyebrows raised as he held a piece of bacon aloft. Daisy reached out for the bacon, and for a moment, I thought he was going to pull it back and keep it for himself. But one pleading look from the omega, and he was putty in her hands.

“We are just talking about how amazing you are.” Daisy beamed at him, and his stern expression melted away.

“The appointment is at eleven, so you guys will need to leave soon. It’s in Hampton,” he explained.

That was a good fifty-minute drive away. There must have been doctor's offices nearer, but given the rather affluent area we lived in, I imagined the costs and fees for those doctors would have been astronomical, and the NHL insurance wouldn’t touch them.

Don't get me wrong—the NHL insurance was damn good. They just wouldn't cover the insane plastic surgeons that worked in our area.

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