Page 50 of I Replaced His Husband
We had this strange, uncanny synchronicity, like he could read my thoughts before I said anything.
Our sex life wasthriving.By the second week, we’d gone far beyond what my quasi-heat waves demanded. To be honest, we were having sex a lot, sometimes every couple of hours. It was intense, and addictive.
There were times we’d be lying in bed together, drifting off after sex, only to wake up an hour later and start all over again. I loved feeling him on me, in me, all over me.
I even overheard Adam once, awkwardly joking with Rain that we were ‘fucking like rabbits’, and that even his beta ears were picking up way too much.
Over days, I started noticing changes in myself. Even though I’d been so strict about not touching him more than necessary, I caught myself holding on to him during sex, even if just for a second. And on the nights he fell asleep with me in his arms, I let myself get bolder. I’d explore his body cautiously, shyly, touching his chest, tracing the veins on his forearms (Gosh, I loved those), even sneaking a few licks of his skin. Embarrassing? Definitely. But Rain smelled fresh and amazing.
By the end of the second week, he was spending most of his days in my room, working on his laptop, doing programming for his cousin while I sketched on my tablet.
Sometimes, when he was deeply focused on coding and didn’t notice, I’d discreetly draw him. I loved sketching his face, it was so symmetrical, almost sculpted. He clearly got a lot of his looks from his alpha father, but the full lips? That was all his omega dad.
Bit by bit, we grew closer. Soon, we spent nearly 80% of the day together, apart from showers, preparing meals, and his jogs. Three times a week, he’d also use Adam’s little basement gym, though I often heard him tease my brother, calling it a ‘beta gym’ since it only had yoga mats, a stationary bike, a rowing machine, and some light barbells. Still, aside from that, he was always in my room, working, sleeping, or having sex with me.
His silent, stabilizing presence became like oxygen, this cozy little bubble of warmth I just let myself sink into.
At the start of the third week, I had a doctor’s appointment coming up. The day before, Adam pulled me aside and asked,
"Would you mind if Rain came with us?"
I felt a sudden wave of surprise and unease. It reminded me of that talk with my in-laws, the one about Rain taking up Maurice’s space.
But then again, showing up alone didn’t seem great either. I’d done that before, earlier in the pregnancy, and I’d hated sitting there by myself in the waiting room while other omegas had partners with them. It made me feel bitter and exposed.
So I just gave a small, uncertain nod.
"If he wants to come, that’s fine."
The next day, we headed to the clinic in the town center. Rain and I sat in the back, while Adam and Marco took the front seats. Marco was talking about Jamie’s troubles, something about a nightmare client at the ad agency he worked for. I half-listened. I liked Jamie, but I never thought he was the best match for Marco. Their energies just didn’t align. I had a feeling that mismatch was going to cause problems eventually.
When we pulled up in front of the clinic, Rain got out first and offered me his hand. I was a little surprised, but I took it and stepped out. He bit his lip, then held out his arm for me and said,
"These stairs look kinda slick. Maybe take my arm?"
It felt like a thin excuse to be close, but I somehow didn’t resist. I slid my hand into the crook of his elbow.
Why not? I couldn’t come up with a good reason to say no. And frankly, at this point, his touch had started to feel natural, even in public.
Marco and Adam raised their eyebrows but kept quiet.
We walked into the building together. One couple was already waiting ahead of us: an omega in his thirties and his much older husband. They both stared at us a little too long. I hated being stared at in places like this.
So I stayed close to Rain, my hand still tucked under his arm. It made me feel better, more grounded. At least to theoutside world, we looked like a normal couple, and I didn’t mind pretending. Rain was easy on the eyes, right?
Adam went to the reception desk to check me in and pay for the visit. We waited a few minutes before the other couple got called in.
Then we sat in silence for about fifteen minutes. My hand was still gripping Rain’s forearm like a lifeline.
It felt surreal, this guy I’d known for not much over two weeks, now sitting next to me in a doctor’s office usually reserved for expectant couples.
I couldn’t help but wonder: what would my in-laws think if they saw me here with Rain?
Yeah. Nothing good.Slut.
Finally, it was our turn. I stood up, and so did Rain, his silver eyes fixed on me.
"You want me to come in with you?" he asked.
