Page 47 of His Pretty Omega
“Not helping,” I muttered, eyes darting between the serious discussion that was going on over the swing setinstructions, complete with a ton of pointing and shaking heads, and whatever fuckery was going on between my mate, boss, and doctor. Nothing good from either side, I was sure.
“It’s fine,” Bennett pointed. “Gabe will save the day. If the man can build a house and fix almost anything, surely he can put a swing set together without harm to a child.”
“Where’s Wyatt?” I asked, looking around at all the people filling our yard and house. “He’s a fucking genius. I would trust him putting it together.”
“He and Ryan ran to get the beer and pizzas,” Bennett told me. “I think they plan to all take advantage of no little ones for the day.”
My stomach rumbled, and I sighed happily. “Pizza. Yes, please.”
Wade snorted, wondering out loud, “How many alphas does it take to put one swing set together.”
“Seems like five,” Quinn counted out loud. “Lachlan, Jamie, Brendan, Becks, and Gabe.”
“Oh, now there are six,” Bennett said. “Shay’s joined in. I feel like between Shay and Gabe, it will be fine.”
“At least Alex is staying out of it, but seriously, I don’t know how I feel about whatever nonsense those three are up to.”
“They’re up to something for sure,” Bennett crossed his arms over his chest, staring at our boss.
“Yep, something shady is happening over there,” Wade agreed, “sus AF. I’ll try to get it out of Finn later. I have my ways to make that man talk.”
As we watched, the three men finally seemed to be done doing whatever they were doing, all grinning broadly at each other and putting their phones away. Definitely up to no good.
“Please, for the love of every Goddess out there,” I whispered to my friends, “do not, and I can’t repeat this enough, do not let them be planning a surprise baby shower. Just…no.”
“Don’t be silly,” Bennett scoffed, “I’ll be the one planning the baby shower, thank you very much. And unlike mine,” he gave me and Wade a pointed look, “this won’t be a surprise.”
Grinning broadly, I snarked, “You were soooo not happy when you walked into that.”
“He really wasn’t,” Wade laughed. “But he got over it. And so will you.”
Pointing my finger at him, I warned, “Don’t. I want to know when my shower is so I can look cute and fabulous.”
“That’s fair,” they all agreed.
We all turned as the front door opened and my mom called out, “Knock knock!”
Behind her trailed my entire family. My dad, my siblings and their mates. Regina’s belly was as round as mine, her dark hair in lovely braids all over her head.
Dad was looking around the living room with shrewd eyes, before he headed down the hallway to…do who the fuck knew what.
“Mom, Dad,” my voice rose so he could hear me wherever he had wandered off to. “What are you doing here?”
Mom looked confused by my question, before she marched into the kitchen and started unloading the large, reusable grocery bag she had with her.
“It’s moving day, isn’t it?” Was it my imagination or did she sound a tiny bit annoyed with me? “I made you and Alex a bunch of freezer meals. The instructions are on them all, so you have some quick, healthy meals and don’t need to worry about cooking while you’re unpacking and getting settled. Moving is so tiring, especially in your condition.”
Kyle snorted, “We all know Seth doesn’t cook, Mom.”
“Alex cooks so I don’t need to.” I stuck my tongue out at Kyle, who just grinned and flipped me off.
Since my mom was busy loading up the freezer and couldn’t see us, I took the opportunity to flip the bird back at my brother. At the precise time that Alex’s family filled the doorway.
As soon as I saw the tiny, stout form of his grandmother, my hand flew down and I could feel my face heat up, hoping she hadn’t seen my wayward middle finger. Shecackled, her brown eyes full of merriment, as she bustled into the kitchen with my mom.
Putting a bag on the counter, she pointed. “Tamales. Not spicy.”
Then she rattled off something in quick Spanish that I had no hope of even trying to follow.
