Page 31 of A Home for His Omega

Amonth later, Neil Young’s “Heart of Gold” played as Tomás watched his omega plant flowers in front of their home with the help of Nate and his cousin Janelle. Two puppies tried to help them by digging into the dirt and running across the plants they’d just planted.

“Georgie, Lavendar, stop it,” Henry said, grabbing the puppies. They weren’t quite two-months old, but the two trouble makers held their humans’ hearts.

“Dig here, Georgie,” Nate ordered, pointing at the ground. The puppy ignored him and started chasing its tail.

Journey and Mitzy avoided the mess and sat on their pillow on the new front porch. The two small dogs enjoyed their new siblings in small doses.

“Quit staring at your omega and get back to work.” Tali smacked his shoulder.

Tomás grinned and picked her up in a bearhug, enjoying her annoyed squawks. “Have I told you lately how happy I am?”

“Only every other minute.” Tali rolled her eyes and handed him a pot of columbine. Her expression softened as she watched him kneel to dig the hole. “Do you remember when we were at old Ms. Lily’s place and you told me that families were overrated?”

“I was so wrong.” Tomás shook his head. “So, so wrong.”

“You and Henny make a good family.” Tali knelt next to him. “You have so many pet-babies, and when you’re ready, you’re going to be a good dad to human babies too.”

“You think so? Sometimes it feels like everything’s moving too fast, but then when I’m alone with Henry, it feels like I’ve known him all my life.” Tomás leaned back on his haunches. “Just remember that you can’t move in with Tommy when he graduates next year. You’re too young. I don’t care if it’s a Wilson tradition to fall in love quickly. My little sister needs to take her time.”

“Tommy and I will move at our own pace.” Tali shook her head, looking amused. “Watching the two of you is like watching Dad and Papa. You fit together. I mean, he has better taste then you in almost every way, but somehow it works.”

Tomás snorted. “I can’t believe you didn’t like the furniture in my house.”

“My house now.” Tali smirked.

“Only after you graduate next week.”

Tali had finally talked the dads into accepting that she didn’t want to leave Hobson Hills. She planned on moving into Tomás’s house since he was living with Henry. She’d take online classes and work on their dad’s ranch like she had always wanted.

His other siblings were around somewhere. Hannah and Drew were home from college and volunteering at the sanctuary. Harper and his husband were inside the farmhouse, fixing up the fireplace mantel while Terry was upstairs, painting one of the spare bedrooms. The only one missing was Shawn. Tomás’s older brother was in town, working on the old truck they were fixing up for Henry’s birthday present.

Tomás made himself focus and worked faster. They were having a birthday dinner for Henry that night. Tomás’s family would be there, but so would Henry’s. It would be the first time they all met and the first time Milton and Dennis had been in the same room since their divorce. I hope it doesn’t turn into a Koreon soap opera, he thought, wincing.

The house wasn’t finished, not by a long shot, but it was ready enough for company. The outside was still a mess, but the porch was sturdy and the inside looked nice.

Gravel crunched as his dads’ car pulled into the drive. Bennett was out of the car before it stopped moving.

“Henry,” he called, practically skipping to Tomás’s omega. “Happy birthday!”

Henry hugged Bennett tightly. “Hey, Papa Two. Thank you for coming.”

Bennett looked at his kids. “You see that? Henry appreciates it when I come by and visit.”

Tali groaned. “He doesn’t live with you, Papa.”

Bennett laughed and pulled Tali into a hug. “I’m going to visit you every single day, peanut.”

Tali tried to look annoyed, but Tomás could see the appreciation behind it.

“We brought carrots for Paulo and Apple.” Marco, Tomás’s alpha dad, held up a bag of veggies.

“Apple,” Nate stood, jumping up and down. “I’ll feed her.”

Tomás’s parents had given Henry his birthday present last week. It was a family tradition to go on horse rides together every few months. Apple was Henry’s horse. She was a very gentle, gray appaloosa and got along well with his horse, Paulo. They now lived in the small barn and pasture behind the farmhouse, alongside a few of the sanctuary’s goats and a miniature donkey.

There were plans to expand the sanctuary onto Henry’s property, but it would take a little time. The money was there, though. The charity ball had brought them a lot of new donors.

“Come on Nate, let’s feed the horses,” Marco said, hugging Tomás and Tali as he passed by. “If I don’t do something, your papa will put me to work in the kitchen.”

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