Page 16 of A Home for His Omega

“Twenty-two.”

“Whoa, that’s a lot.”

“They’re Great Pyrenees. The girl said their dog usually has a large litter once a year, but had never had one this big before. They raise the pups to sell as livestock guardians.”

“You’d think he’d want to keep all the puppies he could if he’s making money from them.”

Henry winced. “Well, they need to be fed every two hours.”

“I see.” Tomás traded his puppy in for the next hungry baby. “Are you taking care of them yourself?”

“During the day Teague and I are alternating feedings. At night, there are four of us alternating, so it’s easier. We did the same when Casey was first born.”

“I have the feeling that Dad is getting two livestock guardians when these babies are old enough.” Tomás chuckled as the pup in his hand burped, dribbling milk.

“Mitzy told me she wants a little sister too.” Henry gave him a sweet look. “The one in your hands is a girl.”

Tomás groaned. “That’s not fair. I can’t say no when you look at me like that.”

Henry grinned. “That’s the point.”

“It’s what I get for dating a handsome man that works at an animal sanctuary.”

“We’re dating?” Henry’s cheeks turned red. “I wasn’t sure, since you didn’t say anything. Did I tell you it’s been a while since my last relationship?”

“A few times.” Tomás leaned over and kissed Henry. “Yes, we’re dating. You and me. No one else allowed.”

“Fuck off.” Columbo hopped off his perch and slowly made his way up the ramp into his cage.

“Woof.” Journey’s ear twitched.

“Woof.” Mitzy raised her head, looking around.

“Fuck off.”

“Woof.”

“Woof.”

“Oh no.” Tomás shared a look with Henry as he lowered the puppy back into the basket. “Now Mitzy’s doing it too.”

“Fuck off.”

“Woof.”

“Woof.”

“That’s the last puppy.” Henry settled his own puppy in with the others. “Soon, Sophie and all the puppies will be talking back to Columbo too.”

Tomás held his arms open, and the omega crawled over to lay against him, sighing happily when the Tomás’s arms closed around him. He rested his chin on top of the omega’s head.

“Why do you call him Christopher Columbo?” Tomás asked, tightening his arms around Henry.

“Christopher Columbus is an explorer, right? That’s who he’s named after.”

“I thought he was named after that old show, Columbo.”

“Huh?”

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