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“I’m retired.” I clear my throat. “I spent a lot of years playing professional football, first for New York and eventually Carolina.”

“You played football for a living?” She runs her fingers over my collarbone.

“I did.”

“Okay.” She shrugs. “I don’t watch sports, so that’s probably not something we can bond over.”

My head falls back as I laugh.

I stare at the ceiling, wondering if the universe is playing some cosmic joke on me. I’ve spent the last three years doing everything in my power to meet a woman who doesn’t want me because of my fame, and I genuinely don’t think she has any idea I purposely kept my past from her.

“I am a little confused why no one mentioned that this isn’t where you live. I didn’t want to come off like a spoiled omega, but it’s not my style at all. I couldn’t imagine trying to raise a family in a hotel.”

“Does that mean you still consider us as courting?” I tilt her chin up to face me.

“Are you sure you want to date a pregnant chick?” she asks as her face falls.

“You have no idea how much I want you, gorgeous.” I shove my mouth to hers.

Melody grinds over my cock as I do my best to pour every ounce of apology I can into the sensual licking kiss.

“I asked Oliver and Miller to keep my secret. If I managed to find someone who didn’t recognize me...” I peck a kiss on the edge of her mouth. “Don’t blame them for keeping my identity from you.”

Melody’s forehead wrinkles. “I feel like you’re being a bit over dramatic. If we don’t count the days we were all hazy then that gives us, what? Maybe four or five days that you could have mentioned it? I don’t expect to know everything about you just yet.”

It’s a tight fit since the couch isn’t overly wide, but I manage to roll us, trapping her under me.

“This means you’ll come to Virginia with us?” I ask, studying her face.

“I honestly don’t know what to do,” she whispers. “I’m fairly sure the three of you don’t understand exactly how much my life is about to change.”

The image of Melody’s soft stomach swollen as she gets as big as a damn house makes me chuckle. It also makes my cock jump against her thigh as I hover over her.

Perhaps Carver is right. We can make the future what we wish it to be. I certainly wouldn’t have had any doubts if the baby was Miller’s or Oliver’s. I’m more terrified by the thought she could leave us behind to head back to Texas.

“I know I’ve been ready to settle down and start a family for years,” I murmur. “It just took you a little extra time to make your way to us.”

“Nik,” she whispers. Her eyes fall closed, and I think it’s clear she wants those things too. She just doesn’t know how to believe they’re possible.

“It’s fast. I know that, but that’s how things go with alphas and omegas.”

“I spent ten years?—”

I cut her off, “That’s because your ex is a dick. I’m sure some of that is that the two of you were young. I’m not twenty or even twenty-five anymore. I’ve got almost ten years in age on you. Give us a chance. What could it hurt? If you decide you’re not happy, we won’t make a big deal about it. But don’t pass up an opportunity at something good because of the bad you’ve already experienced.”

“Okay,” she agrees, smiling up at me. “If you’re willing to put up with morning sickness and mood swings then...” She laughs. “Let’s give it a go.”

Chapter Twenty-Four

Melody

Nik carries me to the nest following our conversation and spends the next hour or two cuddling with me. He has some office stuff to take care of, and I’m sleepy anyway. He gives me a tender goodbye kiss that feels very much like it should lead to naughty activitiesnothim leaving the room, but I try not to pout.

Once he’s gone, his scent seems to disappear all too quickly. I can’t fall asleep even though I’m beat. The nest doesn’t smell right without their scents.

I finally give up on trying.

I leave the nest and sneak into Nik’s room. I feel a little silly knowing this isn’t their house. I guess I overlooked some of the signs since I was hazy and everything moved so fast. I grab one of Nik’s hoodies. I’ve never seen him in it, but it smells strongly of his sweat. I think he wears it to workout. I don’t even have to dig through his crap to find it since it’s laying over a chair near the door to leave his room.