Page 93 of Unexpected Delivery

Her excitement floods the bond, and my heart races. I need to find a way to tell her how much she means to me…before I end up blurting it out randomly.

“I do really love it.” She plants a hand on her hip. “I better hurry. She’s going to eventually realize those fingers of hers aren’t providing any milk.”

I laugh, digging the pacifier out of the stroller. “She can make it five minutes for you to try the rest on. If we need to, I’ll pace her around the store.”

Arbor spins around and retreats into the changing room once more. “Thank you, Hayes.”

Yeah, that woman is my heart walking around in another body.

Arbor and I settle on the couch to watch a movie once we get home. Since Arbor needed to nurse, it took a while before we could leave the parking lot. I was surprised she put Gracie down in her crib to nap, but we’ve got the baby monitor on the coffee table, and this way, we don’t have to worry about the TV waking her.

My sweet little omega snuggles farther into my chest, tilting her face up to meet mine. “Can you believe how much life has changed?” She laughs. “What that woman said at the store really hit me. In less than two months, everything changed.”

I tease my thumb over her cheek, nodding my agreement. “Yeah, but I don’t regret a single thing. You and Gracie are everything to me. I hope you know that.”

“I do know.” Arbor surprises me by climbing into my lap, facing me. “I still can’t believe you had never delivered a baby before. You did an incredible job.” She cradles my jaw in her hands, nuzzling her nose to mine. “I love you so much, Hayes.”

“I love you too.” A growl rattles around the room as I palm the back of her head and shove my tongue into her mouth. Her contentment pulses in the bond, and I lose myself to the kiss.

I love the feeling of her fingers brushing through my beard as our tongues clash. My hand lands on her ass, guiding her as she grinds over my lap.

I’m never going to get tired of that electric scent of hers. At some point, we probably should do some research on what it means because I still find it strange that she thinks Hael and I smell identical.

Groaning against her lips, I’m just about to see if I can get her panties down when the front door slams open.

My entire body goes stiff, and I pull Arbor off my lap, putting her down on the couch. It’s damn uncomfortable moving that fast with a hard-on, but my jaw falls as Easton comes around the wall from the entryway. He has a woman with long brown wavy hair tucked under his shoulder.

She has a massive gift basket in her arms, and her jaw falls when she spots me. “Wow, you canabsolutelytell the two of you are brothers.”

Easton frowns, glancing down at the woman who must be his omega. His mouth opens and closes, like maybe he changed his mind about saying some smart-ass remark. He finally clears his throat. “Don’t worry. We won’t be staying long, but Briar insisted on giving you your baby gifts in person.” His eyes meet mine, and something I can’t quite place flashes. “Hael and your other packmate should be along shortly. Briar, why don’t you and…” When he looks to me, I roll my eyes.

“Arbor,” I say, wrapping my arm around her lower back when she appears at my side.

“Yes, I knew it was something lovely,” he says. “Why don’t the two of you start with that basket, and I’ll send Calder in with the rest.”

Something about his tone sets me on edge, so I bend, kissing Arbor’s temple. “Maybe the two of you could open that in the pack bedroom?”

Easton nods, telling me that was the right choice. Seriously, he couldn’t fucking call before showing up? Oh, apparently, he called Hael. It’s just that no one decided to give me any warning. If he had popped in five minutes later, I would have been balls deep in my omega.Andit’s not like he knocked and politely waited.

Fuck.

I hate dealing with his mind games. Somehow, I forgot how exhausting he is to deal with.

Arbor and Briar head upstairs. Hopefully Easton’s wife is a hell of a lot more personable than he is. I still have no idea what’s happening, but I stomp over to finally shut the door.

“You do know it’s the middle of winter in Maine, right?” I growl, stopping mid-close when I spot Morris’s truck coming to a stop in the driveway. He and Hael rode to the shop together after breakfast. “And why the hell didn’t you call me?”

Easton scoffs. “I did. However, my nose seems to indicate you were otherwise detained.”

Raising a hand, I flip him off. “What’s going on? Why are youreallyhere?”

We both know it’s not because his omega wanted to hand deliver presents.

“It wasn’t necessarily in my plans for the day, but I think it would be best if we wait for everyone.” Easton swipes his long dark hair back from his forehead. “You know how little I like repeating myself.”

Morris and Hael finally make it inside, and I frown at the guy in glasses leading an older woman up the stairs.

I’m almost positive the man with glasses is Calder, Easton’s tech guy and packmate.

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