Page 27 of Such a Delicious Omega

He leaned down to kiss our baby’s forehead as he did to me often. “I love it. Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. Welcome to our family, Lane.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Samuel

We were getting a hang of this father thing, one day at a time. I got up for all the night feedings in the beginning until Lane, one day out of the blue, decided that he was going to sleep through the night.

We didn’t.

All night, we stayed up, watching him, holding our fingers under his little nose, making sure that he was asleep and not fulfilling a nightmare of new parents.

From that night on, he slept through the night and gave my omega time to rest and recuperate.

Instead of going back to work right away, he took an extended leave of absence. I would’ve supported whatever he chose to do but the day he decided to go back to work, he cried all day and the night before.

In the end, he decided it wasn’t time yet, and his boss agreed.

The time with our son was so precious, especially in these phases.

“What’s that smell?” Echo came into the room. His body was different than it had been before, with more curves here and there, but he was still my perfect, delicious omega, maybe even more so.

That body had held our child.

He’d earned every stretch mark by being the strong man he was.

“You?” I said, making him instantly blush. He was holding Lane in his arms, our son’s head lay against his shoulder.

“Aww, you stole my line. Goulash? It smells incredible.”

“Thank you. It’s almost ready. Want to put him in the swing while we eat?”

Echo laid our son in the swing and sat at the table. We took turns cooking and doing everything else.

Tonight was Lane’s six-month birthday.

We ate and celebrated amongst ourselves. No one else needed. For his first birthday, there would be more of a party but tonight, this was enough.

“How is it?” I asked as my mate took his first bite.

“Delicious.”

“Yes. Yes, you are.”

Echo laughed. “I have a surprise for you tomorrow night.”

“What is it?” I asked. We both loved surprises and tried to spring things on each other as much as possible.

“Jabez is babysitting tomorrow night. So you and I can go to the club.”

Best surprise ever.

Epilogue

Jabez

Every time I delivered a baby to a happy couple, it was a reminder of what I had lost. Not that I would deny them the joy of their new arrival, but my mate’s passing while pregnant with our young had stolen that from my life.

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