Page 48 of His Pretty Omega
“Let me just grab Alex,” I told the room, grabbing a package of tamales from the bag and quickly escaping to the backyard. Unwrapping the husk enough that I could take a bite, my eyes rolled back in my head at the delicious chicken and some mild spices mixed with the masa.
Alex came over, grinning broadly. “Where did you get that?”
Holding my bag behind my back, I swallowed. “Our families are here. Both of them. All of them. All. Of. Them. Yourabuelabrought me tamales.”
“Just for you?” He raised a brow, clearly suspicious of me and my tamales.
Nodding, I took another quick bite. “She very clearly, in English, said no spice. Meaning she made them just for me. She loves me.”
He laughed. “She does. Your family is here too?”
“Yeah. Your mom, dad, and a shit ton of other people I can’t remember the names of. Like at least half of your cousins, maybe more. And my mom is loading our freezer up with meals. I’m not sure why, just being a mom, I guess. Dad is checking every room for who the fuck knows what,and Kyle is being a smartass dick. I don’t know what Gilly is doing, but Regina is here so that’s all I care about.”
“Just for that I’m taking these,” Kyle rushed up behind me and swiped my bag of tamales from my hands.
“Give that back!” I growled, because honestly, my brother had two kids and should know better than to take food from a pregnant omega. He was just living on the edge of danger now.
Alex held up his hands. “If I know myabuela, there are plenty of tamales for everyone. Besides, pizza and beer will be here any minute. Ah, thanks for coming.”
Kyle snickered, “I like that you almost made that sound like a question. We would have been here sooner to help move, but we had some customers to take care of. Bunch of people having bbq’s and wanting to make sure their lawns are in top shape.” Glancing around, he surveyed the backyard with a practiced eye. “Who does your lawn, Alex?”
“Uh,” Alex swiped his hands down his thighs, “I do. When I have the time. It’s not my favorite thing to do, and if I have a heavy caseload during the week, I put it off.”
Kyle nodded knowingly, like this wasn’t the first time he had heard something similar from a client. “We’ll add you to our weekly rotation.”
“Oh, ah, that would actually be great,” Alex told him.
“Kyle–”
“You’re family, Seth,” my brother gave me a wink. “Even if you’re not part of the business, you still can get something from it. I always thought you were super brave by going to college and doing your own thing.” Kyle blushed, ducking his head. “I should have probably told you that sooner.”
Blinking, I blindly felt Alex take hold of my hand and squeeze it. Before my brain could sort out any kind of response, someone from inside the house yelled,“Pizza’s here!”and the moment was broken.
“I’m starving!” Kyle exclaimed, rushing back into the house, followed by all our friends who had been “helping” set up the swing set that my alpha had apparently bought without telling me. We’d be having a conversation about that later.
“He’s starving and he hasn’t done anything but low key diss our yard,” I muttered, as Alex’s arms pulled me close to his chest. “And steal my tamales.”
“Hey, I think I got free lawn care out of that, so feeding him is a small price to pay.” Alex smiled, but he was being serious. “Besides, the yard is always kind of a mess. And I will pay them. I’ll just be glad not to have to worry about it anymore.”
“Did he also give me a compliment?” I wondered skeptically, sure I had misheard my brother. “Or am I in some kind of weird, parallel universe?”
“Nope, that happened too,” he verified. “Now, let’s go introduce our families to each other, and get some food. Then you and your friends can start unpacking boxes, while the rest of us alpha types get the furniture moved where you want it. And get the swing set put together.”
He steered me towards the house, and I looked back at the pile of random metal and plastic that was going to be a playset.
“Don’t think we won’t be talking about that danger trap you’ve purchased for our child,” I muttered, “because we will.”
Alex smacked his lips against mine, then brought my hand up and took a big bite of what was left of my tamale.
“Yes, mate. You can chastise me all you want later. In bed. Naked.”
“I like the sound of that.”
“Me too.”
Chapter Seventeen
Seth
