Page 12 of Double Kisses for the Omega
“Yeah.”
“Why would a severed omega need a couple of alphas?”
“Probably for the same reason that he’s becoming a surrogate in the first place.”
Chapter 7 - Rick
Isat at my favorite table in the coffeeshop and slowly stirred my drink.
If everything went well, I’d have to stop drinking it in a few months. A healthy person might be able to treat themselves to coffee once in a while when pregnant, but I would have no such leeway. I’d have far too many people monitoring me.
Not to mention that there was a strong possibility that I would be paired with medical professionals as the eventual parents.
I frowned. I liked Nate and Tyler. I knew that they would make fantastic fathers. But I hated the obvious choice of them first.
Even after a month of testing, and everybody on my medical team signing off, I’d barely been approved as a surrogate. I understood why. They only wanted the healthiest carriers in order to have the best chances of successful pregnancies.
But introducing me to a doctor and a nurse first made it clear that I would only be placed with those who could understand the full implications of my condition.
The graininess at the bottom of my cup lessened as the sugar dissolved, and my coffee changed from black to a soft brown with the cream. I took a sip and relished the flavor.
Maybe it was better this way. But there was something we hadn’t addressed yet either, and it could be the difference between the procedure proceeding, or being rejected outright.
Neither team wanted me artificially inseminated. My doctors were pushing for me to go into heat, and be impregnated naturally by taking an alpha’s knot. They thought it would have the highest chance of success not only for the pregnancy, but to start to correct my hormone imbalance.
Medical professionals would be the safest people I could be with at that time. But it proved that the surrogacy agency expected problems.
I shivered at the thought of taking either of their knots.
I’d tried dating a couple of times over the years, but as soon as an alpha saw the scar they ghosted me. As a result I’d only had sex a handful of times since I lost my mate.
I still wanted companionship, even if Brian was gone. But I wasn’t going to resort to a series of one-night-stands to take care of my needs either.
Brian’s had been the only knot I’d ever taken before I lost him, and I wanted that pleasure to mean something. To me, it cheapened his memory to have casual sex just because my body wanted it.
I took another sip of my coffee, and looked out the windows. Nate and Tyler would be arriving soon for our second meeting, and I needed to get into the right frame of mind to face them.
I also needed to tell them the truth. Alice had instructed me to not reveal my condition at the initial meeting, and while it wasn’t something I liked to discuss, they needed to know sooner than later. The more time they spent with me, the longer it would take them to find somebody new if they wanted a healthy omega to carry a baby for them.
Still, it was hard. Almost nobody in Mountain Springs knew the truth outside of my medical team. Not even Vance, and I’d known him for years.
Talking about it was still hard, and I hated that I would have to divulge everything to a couple of near strangers.
But it was their baby, if they selected me, and they needed to know what they were getting into. Stalling in the hopes that they’d feel too far along in the process felt wrong. The sunk-cost fallacy was foolish in money, and dangerous when it involved emotions.
I still had the option of becoming a single papa, or getting pregnant and putting a child up for adoption. But they couldn’t just go out and have a baby on their own.
The bell over the door jingled, and I looked up to see Nate and Tyler walk into the coffeeshop.
I squirmed a bit, once more thinking about knots.
No,I scolded myself.It’ll be one time. Just to make a baby. That’s it.
They looked around, and Tyler spotted me first. He motioned to Nate, who then nodded.
Tyler walked over, while Nate headed to get their drinks.
Tyler pulled out a chair and sat across from me. He smiled, but I could tell that it was guarded.
