Page 118 of My Knotty Mountain Men

“Hi,” I mumble, snuggling into his hold and inhaling his peppermint and orange scent, sighing in contentment. It helps perk me up just a bit.

“How are you feeling?” he asks, kissing the top of my head.

“Tired. Gross. Ugly.” And there I go, turning into a blubbering mess again.

“Shhh.” Aiden steps up behind me. “Don’t you talk about my Omega like that,” he growls, brushing his lips against my cheek. “My Omega is fucking stunning, a goddess, if you will.”

“Thanks,” I murmur. “I don’t see it, but it’s nice to know you don’t think I’m a troll.”

“You know what? I have an idea,” Aiden tells me.

“What?” I ask, rolling my head to the side because I’m still in Thomas’s arms, and I want to try and look up at Aiden. But he’s already on the move, heading over to the counter to snatch his phone off of it.

“You’ll see,” is all he says, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

I’m not sure if I should be worried or not.

Aiden

Pulling up to the field of wildflowers, I grin. Between that and the mountains behind them, I know this is going to be perfect.

After Nolan told us about Violet’s breakdown in the bathroom and how she hated her body, we felt horrible. Knowing our Omega wasn’t happy with herself hurt us because, to us, she is fucking perfect. We’re not joking, just looking at her makes our cocks hard as stone.

The changes in her body have us going feral. The amount of times we’ve had to hold ourselves back from touching her, kissing her, tasting her is ridiculous. All I want to do is run my hands all over her, to worship every inch of her stunning body.

But we haven’t because we know she’s struggling. This pregnancy hasn’t been the best for her and as time goes on, it only seems to be taking more of a toll. We wish so damn much that we could make everything better, but the best we can do is make her as comfortable as possible.

And the problem we’re having now is that she can’t see how absolutely beautiful she is. She’s growing our baby girl inside her, and that’s the sexiest thing she could ever do.

I still can’t believe we’re having a little girl. That poor thing doesn’t even stand a chance. Hope she doesn’t want to date until she’s in her twenties, and if she’s an Omega? I think we'll just keep her locked up and safe at home.

“What are we doing here?” Violet asks, snapping me out of my inner thoughts.

“You’ll see,” I chuckle, getting out of the car and going around to the back to let her out. Taking her hand, I help her to her feet.

“Wow,” she breathes, eyes lighting up as she takes in the scenery. “This place is beautiful.”

“Not nearly as beautiful as you are, Little One,” I murmur. The look in her eyes makes my heart swell.

She smiles up at me, and fuck, it nearly stops my heart. “Corny much?”

“Maybe a little,” I chuckle.

“Still, I love it,” She whispers.

Movement to our right has Violet stepping in front of me and looking over to see Tessa, Macy, and another woman. “Ah, there they are,” Thomas says as he and Nolan come join us.

“What are they doing here?” Violet asks, brows furrow. “Aiden, what's going on?”

“Hey, girl.” Macy bounces over to us, bursting with excited energy.

“Hey,” Violet says, giving her a welcoming smile. “Maybe you can tell me what’s going on because they won't.” Violet points an accusatory finger our way.

“Aiden called me up and told me a little bit about how you are feeling about your body,” Tessa tells her.

Violet shoots me a glare. “He did?” she hisses.

She’s so cute when she’s mad.

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