Page 93 of Omega in Hiding

As I approach Connor he’s unaware of my presence. He sits on a stone bench, singing softly to Ronan. I grin when I recognize the song as the octopuses and whale song he sang the first time we met.

When he finishes singing, he grins down at Ronan. “Do you like my song?”

I smirk. “Well, you’re no Beyonce, but the kid seems to enjoy your performance.”

Connor yelps and turns to face me. A huge grin splits his face. “Paolo, are you done with work?”

“Yep.” I sit down beside him, taking Ronan from him. The infant coos and wiggles and I kiss him on the forehead.

“Huh, you kiss the baby first?” Connor fakes a scowl.

“I just wanted to get it out of the way so I could focus on you,” I say softly, leaning in to kiss Connor’s ripe mouth. “Mmmm. Nice.” I pull back. “I missed you today.”

“Did you?” He cups my cheek. “We missed you too.”

“I have tomorrow off. I was thinking maybe we could take a day trip to the beach.” I lean back against the bench. “What do you think?”

Connor frowns. “I don’t have to wear a bathing suit, right?”

“Connor,” I rumble. “Your body is a beautiful as ever.”

“Sure, if you don’t mind stretch marks and a big belly.”

I shake my head. “You have one stretch mark. One. And I think it’s adorable. You should love your little stretch mark. It’s a reminder that all the doctors were wrong about you being barren.”

He hesitates. “I never thought of it like that. You’re right.”

“I know.” I run my gaze over his body. “And your stomach is as flat as ever. You’re too insecure for such a gorgeous omega.”

“Shall I get a swelled head? Would you prefer that?” He sighs. “Then we could both be egomaniacs.”

“I’m not an egomaniac. I just happen to know I’m a stud.” I laugh when he punches my arm. “Ouch. You’re so mean.”

He smiles. “Okay, lets go to the beach tomorrow. You’re right. I’m going to flaunt my one stretch mark brazenly.”

“That’s better.”

We sit in silence for a while listening to the sweet chirping of birds overhead in the oak trees. I’ve sat out here many times over the years, before it was a kids play area, but I never felt as content as I do now. That’s all because of Connor.

“I spoke to Sully today,” Connor volunteers.

I ignore the faint nudge of possessiveness I feel at that news. I know Sully isn’t a threat to me. I know Connor adores me. Still, it bugs me to think Connor even considered moving on with another alpha.

“Did you?” I make sure to keep my tone pleasant.

“Yes. He’s been promoted to Chief of Obstetrics and Gynecology.”

“Good for him.” My smile is forced.

“He’s not happy about it though.” Connor sighs. “He liked delivering babies. He’s thinking of stepping down.”

I squint at him. “He wants to step down so he can keep delivering babies? Is that even allowed?”

Connor laughs. “Well, I think so. He didn’t sound as cheerful as usual. I really think he does miss delivering babies. He used to be so perky, but he sounded glum.”

“Maybe that’s because he’s still dating that mystery omega he won’t tell you about.”

“Maybe,” Connor murmurs. “I don’t know why he won’t tell me who the guy is. I’m sure I don’t know the omega. What are the odds I would?”

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