Page 18 of Knot Their Valentine

“Harlow?” Quin peaks around the hall at me, and I spin back around to face him.

“Sorry. Uh, wine?” I offer, since I would feel like a dick for ditching him now.

Quin nods, and I follow him over to the kitchen and pull my phone out so I can curse Cae out.

I’ve typed out half a scathing message to the Alpha jerk, when the apartment door opens and Cae walks in.

My eyes go wide. I’m standing at the kitchen counter, so I see Cae first. I also see Quinton, and his reaction to his Alpha. The shock on his face. The happiness.

It warms my heart, filling it with joy, even as I get annoyed with myself for the jealousy I’m currently feeling.

Quinton places the glasses he’d grabbed on the counter beside the wine and greets Cae as he walks further into the apartment.

The smiles on their faces light the fucking room up.

They’re both so handsome. As their scents reach me, I swallow hard, standing so I can pour myself that glass of wine I now feel like I need.

“These are for you. I know you like red roses.” I hear Cae tell Quin behind me. There’s a rustling of plastic, so I assume he’s passing the flowers to his mate. “And this. I hope you like it.” Cae had quite a bit of stuff in his arms.

“Cae, they’re beautiful. Thank you.” I hear the sound of a kiss, then I see the flowers as the other Omega sets the bundle down beside me. I glance his way and watch as he takes the large gift bag over to the oversized sectional in the living room.

“These are for you, Harlow.” I glance back at Cae with suspicion, expecting to find… Well, I don’t know, but maybe something like a pie he’s planning to throw in my face.

“What?” I ask, when I see he’s holding a bag and a bundle of flowers up for me too. When he first walked in, I hadn’t really looked at him too closely, trying to avoid that raging green envy monster inside me.

“Well, Quinton isn’t the only Omega in the house, and I figured if he’d like flowers and a blanket, you would too.” Cae lifts a brow at me like he’s challenging me to deny the gifts.

Suspicion is the first thing I feel when he steps into my space… His attention often came with rude reminders of what kind of ass he can be.

Unfortunately, I’m a weak little Omega and snatch the gifts right out of his hands before he can change his mind.

The flowers are a bundle of pink tulips, my favorites. No one has ever bought them for me. I doubt I’ve ever even mentioned that I like tulips. I lift them to my nose and breathe in their sweet scent, smiling. I place them down beside the roses, and pull the gift bag open.

The lavender blanket is so soft and thick that I immediately want to wrap myself up in it, and climb into the closet in my bedroom.

I didn’t want to build myself a nest here, but now the instinct is overwhelming.

Looking up, I see that he bought the same blanket for Quin but in blue.

“Thank you,” I mumble, swallowing hard. I feel so off balance. So unsure. Quin rushes to his mate's side, pulling him in for a hug.

“I love it. It's perfect,” Quin tells him.

“I also bought chocolate, sprinkles, and strawberries. So we can make chocolate covered strawberries.” Cae presses a kiss toQuin's head, turning to grin at me. “It was Harlow’s idea. She mentioned you might like the blanket and flowers.”

“Really?” Quin is looking at me now, in a way I can’t explain. What is he thinking?

“I just thought it would be good for your instincts.” I shrug. “I didn’t mean for him to bring me anything…” Will Quinton be upset? Will he take it out on me? On Cae?

“I'm glad he did. You're special, Harlow. You should be showered with gifts.” Quin moves quickly, taking me by surprise as he scoops me into his arms. I squeak, dropping the gift bag and the blanket on the floor.

“Oh!” I place my hand on his shoulders, holding on tight for fear that he’ll drop me, but his grip around my waist is strong. I look down at him as he smiles up at me and can't help but giggle.

“Just having you here for six days is already making everything better. Maybe I'm not very good at being in Omega, but you are. You know what to ask for. What we need. I'm so glad you're here.” Quin spins us around a couple of times.

“Make these with us, Harlow,” Cae says with a grin. As he passes his mate, he slaps him on the ass. Quin chuckles, lowering me to my feet.

“What? No. I suggested the chocolate covered strawberries as a bonding moment between an Alpha and his Omega. I definitely should not be involved. I'm not your Omega. Quinton’s instincts–”

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