16
MACK
The next morning, Aerin is visiting with her grandparents while I’m finishing up the surprise in the nursery.
I take a step back and I’m admiring all my hard work when the nursery door swings open and Bennett steps in.
He whistles under his breath. “That sure is something.”
I frown at him. “Something Aerin and Thumper will like? Or something I should pull down immediately and burn?”
He flashes me a grin. “Something they will both love.”
“Are you sure?”
He claps my shoulder. “I’m sure.”
I know how to make Aerin happy. Know how to be an Alpha and keep my pack safe.
But this…
“I have no idea how to be a dad, Bennett, and I am terrified I’m going to fuck something up.”
“You won’t fuck anything up.”
“I might drop Thumper,” I tell him. “That would be a pretty big deal.”
“You won’t drop the baby.”
“Says every person who has ever accidentally dropped something,” I say, looking at the nursery with a critical eye.
Everything is ready.
The crib, the dresser, the closet full of clothes Aerin and I bought, and the rest of the pack gave as gifts. The changing table. The rugs and curtains.
And my surprise.
“You’ll be fine,” Bennett assures me.
I raise my eyebrow. “This is going to be you in a few months. You know that, right?”
He grins at me. “I do. And I can’t wait.”
“Just wait until the self-doubt hits you.”
“About being a dad or about your surprise?”
“All of it.” I consider my response for a little longer. “The surprise, mostly.”
“I offered to help,” he reminds me.
He did.
I turn away from my surprise for Aerin. One I hope she will love. “But I wanted this to be something I did for her with my own hands.”
“Aerin will love it.”
“You think?” I’m not sure.