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Moreover, I knew Spencer. I’d been around the guy for years, and frankly, I’d never seen him like this. He looked way more concerned than he usually did, and while, sure, there was the typical look of annoyance at being stationed in a lecture hall, there was something more behind his expression.
Like he was really upset, his own alpha instincts flaring because of that omega, and the physical act of standing here instead of going after herpainedhim.
“The last thing you need to be doing right now is babysitting me. Go. We both know I’m not going to be stalked by a random psychopath. I’m going to go home and cuddle my omega.”
Spencer chuckled ruefully, his muscles visibly tight. “Sounds like the perfect life, honestly. Thank you. If you need anything, just message me.”
I rolled my eyes, patting his shoulder. “Spencer, we both know I don’t need security. It’s only Saint who needs it, and let’s be honest, most of his stalkers don’t mean any harm. It’s only the odd unhinged one he needs backup on.”
My bodyguard nodded. “He iscertainlythe most demanding of you guys.”
“Go,” I said, waving him off. “I want to go get some lunch! And you can do some real work that doesn’t involve following me to my classes. I’m going to take Mable to a bakery---I’ll even save you a doughnut.”
The corner of his lip lifted ever so slightly. “Yeah, that’ll be nice. Thank you. Message me if you need anything!” he called out, but I was already turning tail and fleeing from the rapidly emptying lecture hall.
Chapter 34
Mable
“Our little one is going to be a hockey player, for sure!” Jasper declared as we piled into the elevator to go back up to the penthouse.
“Of course they are! Did you see those kicks?” Devin said as he gently rubbed my back.
We had gone for the anatomy scan with their doctors. Thanks to their NHL insurance, I got to go to a top-of-the-line medical facility with spacious rooms so all my guys could pile in and watch the sonogram. The scan should have taken place over a month ago, when I was twenty weeks pregnant, but the insurance change delayed things slightly.
They loved every second of it. Percy had been asking all the logical questions, while Jasper and Saint had been more focused on watching the baby kick. Devin had appeared concerned throughout the entire thing, only relaxing when the doctor assured him that everything was all right.
“When do we get to peek in the envelope?” Jasper whined. “I want to know!”
“We said we would do something together to reveal the gender,” I reminded him. The doctor had so kindly written the sex of the baby on a piece of paper and placed it in an envelopefor us to decide what to do with later. Saint had wanted to rip into the envelope immediately, but Jasper was only held back by the idea of getting to plan something chaotic and fun.
Apparently, it didn’t take long for that excitement to end because he already wanted to take a peek.
“We could do colorful explosions,” Jasper suggested.
“No pyrotechnics,” I said as the elevator doors opened and we made our way into the penthouse. Making a beeline for the fridge, I opened it up and started perusing the many snack options available.
Devin had even gone so far as to prepare multiple little snack packs of pre-cut vegetables. There was cucumber, carrot sticks, red bell pepper, and celery sticks, all cut with a cute little wavy crinkle cutter and mini pots of ranch to dip them in. He acted like this was something he always did, but I remembered from the first time I came to the penthouse that the fridge had been a lot more barren.
“Oh, I forgot to mention this, but Jensen gave me a gift for you,” Jasper said, pulling something out of his back pocket.
Intrigued, I closed the fridge and approached the island where Jasper was standing.
“Jensen?” I asked.
“What the hell is another alpha doing getting our omega gifts?” Saint frowned. “I don’t care if he’s our team doctor.” They were all a little jealous, but instead of being intimidated by it, I found it amusing.
“I’ve never even met Jensen in person. You guys can stop worrying. Devin, you look like you’re constipated. You need to relax.”
Jasper burst into laughter. “You know, dude, she’s right. You do look a little constipated. The gift isn’t from Jensen, though. It’s from Bethany, his omega. It’s a gift card to a store—I’mnot sure what kind of store, though.” He finished with a frown, handing me the gift card.
A small smile graced my face when it dawned on me that Bethany had completely immersed herself in her new life and was still occasionally thinking about me. I expected her to be radio silent, given that she was now transitioning from a rather solitary life to having a pack and two daughters. That was a lot for anyone to handle, but if anyone could manage it, it was Bethany.
The little pink logo was easily recognizable.
“It’s a maternity store. They sell a few baby items, but they sell predominantly maternity clothes.”
Jasper pouted. “But I like the idea of you wearing our T-shirts the further along you get!” I had been wearing their T-shirts in the privacy of my own home, but I was starting to struggle when it came to normal clothes.
