Page 62 of Gamers' Omega
“I hate wasting money on food that goes bad,” Tony clarified.
“Cooking for one,” I explained. “It’s hard to use everything before it goes bad. Even small packages are made for multiple people.”
“Truth!” Tony declared as he pulled open another drawer. “Oh my god, you have an onion keeper. Have I told you I love you?”
I laughed. “One of the few kitchen items that travel with me. It’s a necessity.”
“Hell yeah!”
We continued bantering as we packed and cleaned. Within two hours everything was sparkling, all my stuff had been packed into their SUV, and I was ready to return the keys to my landlord.
Moving always gave me a bit of excitement, but it was different this time. Instead of new adventures in a new place, I found myself looking forward to lazy morning kisses and board games lasting long into the night; Pico’s chatter and the ups and downs of a healthy relationship.
I could see my future with the guys clearly. And, as Beck drove, I could imagine sitting next to a car seat with our first baby.
I shivered at the thought.
“You ok?” Ian asked.
I nodded. “I’m fine. Just a chill.”
“Do I need to turn down the AC?” Tony asked from the passenger seat.
“Don’t worry about it. We’re almost home.” I smiled at the word. Their home was mine too.
“That’s right,” Ian agreed, reaching over to squeeze my leg. “Home.”
The guys were efficient as soon as we got out of the SUV. Tony grabbed the tote full of my summer clothes and carried it to the master bedroom, where they’d already cleared some drawer and closet space for me. Beck and Freddie took the food items to the kitchen, while Ian and I carried the things that weren’t needed immediately to the guest bedroom.
“Easiest move I’ve ever helped with,” Ian said as he set down the last tote. “I almost feel bad asking for the traditional pizza and beer.”
I laughed and kissed him. “That’s the unwritten contract of moving help though. Plus, I already scheduled the delivery.”
He grinned. “When did you do that?”
“I called it in as I did the final walkthrough. They should be here in about thirty minutes.”
He laughed. “You’re amazing, you know that?”
“It’s just pizza.”
“You know what I mean. You fit so well with us. You’re independent and take initiative, but you also know when to lean on us for what you need.”
“It’s still just pizza.”
He swept me into a kiss. “So humble too.”
I laughed and followed him from the bedroom. I turned to close the door and had a brief flash where I imagined the room painted in bright colors. I could clearly see a crib against the wall, and a rocking chair near the window where I could nurse.
I shivered—just as I had in the car earlier.
“Eric?” Ian asked.
“Do… have you all thought about kids?” I asked, unable to turn away from the room, even though reality had edged back in.
He wrapped his arms around me from behind, his hands resting on my stomach and chin on my shoulder. “We’ve discussed adoption a few times. But it’s expensive, and it’s hard for alpha-alpha couples to find the right match. I can’t even imagine how difficult it would be for four alphas. We did start putting aside a bit of money every month though.”
“What… what if I had a baby?” I whispered.
