Page 48 of Vegas Baby!

“We need to figure out where to live,” said Jesse. “We’re going to be on top of each other if we have a baby in this apartment and Bryce’s place is not remotely set up for an omega or a kid.”

“We still have to get everything from Ava’s old apartment too,” added Micah. “Her lease is up at the end of the month.”

“I can fly out and handle it if she gives me authorization,” I replied. “Hire a moving company to pack and transport.”

“And put her stuff where?” Micah asked.

I pulled up the real estate listing on my phone and turned it. “Maybe here.”

The two of them glanced from the phone to me and back again.

“I’m going to need more context,” Jesse told me.

“We have an appointment to view it later today. It has space for everyone and the previous owners have already moved out so it’s a quick possession.”

“Pretty bold planning for a future you didn’t want to be part of,” Jesse commented.

“How am I going to prove to Ava I’m serious if I don’t? I’ve accepted Bryce isn’t going anywhere, and I’m not losing the rest of you because of that. We can both be there for Ava without me liking him.”

“He’s a pretty cool guy,” said Micah. “If you could pull your head out of your ass for two seconds, I think you would like him too.”

“I’m only worried about Ava right now. We need to get her someplace comfortable so she knows she has somewhere to nest and get through the first year with the baby. That’s my priority. Everything else we can figure out later.”

Micah shrugged. “Fair enough.”

I hung out awkwardly while the two of them managed their laundry from the trip, showered, and ate. Once Ava woke, Imade sure she got at least a sandwich into her, and I even made one for Bryce to continue my peace offering, though he looked at it suspiciously before starting to eat.

“Ready to head out?”

“Where are we going?” Ava asked.

“It’s a surprise. I want to get your opinion on it.”

She asked me a couple more times on the drive over, but I kept my lips pressed tight. Confusion painted her features when we stopped in front of the potential pack house.

“Thoughts on the outside?”

The front yard was landscaped with a red stone, a handful of drought-tolerant plants and cacti adding pop of green.

“Very quintessential desert house.”

“Want to see inside?”

“I don’t think people like it when you go inside.” She tilted her head, trying to figure out what I was asking.

“It’s for sale,” I said, pointing out the sign further up the yard.

Ava stared at me for a long moment. “Are you trying to buy me a house?”

“Only if you and the others like it. I mean, I can’t afford to buy it myself, but I figured out what would be a decent price range for us to afford. I’ll live by myself if I have to, but you need a safe home, especially before the baby gets here. Tell me to fuck off if you hate the idea.”

“I don’t hate it,” she assured me. “I’m just surprised you’d want to.”

I scooped up her hand. “I want to do anything that will make you happy.”

Her face softened. “Okay. Let’s go inside and see if this is our new home.”

It wasbeautiful. Twice the size of the home I’d grown up in, immaculately clean, well-designed, and absolutely perfect. The omega suite was cozy but still spacious with a bathroom dreams were made of and a tiny kitchenette so we wouldn’t have to go far during my heats.

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