That conversation led to both of us going to the store and getting a pregnancy test. I could probably have gone by myself, but the bestie’s support was nice. I set it on the kitchen table when I got home with my computer.
I wanted to take it to know the answer, but after keeping so many things from my mate, I didn’t want to have this secret, not even for a couple of hours. He could be there, which meant heshouldbe there when I took it.
When he showed up with our chicken dinners, he noticed it right away. “Is there something you want to tell me?” he asked, picking it up with a smile on his face. He wasn’t upset about this, not in the slightest.
“I don’t know. Steven thinks I should take it.”
“And what do you think?”
“I think I should take it. But before we do that, can I ask you something?”
“You can always ask me anything, omega mine.”
“Are you mad at me because I haven’t marked you yet?”
“Mad? No. But when I look at yours, I do get a little worried that maybe you don’t want to.”
That was all the encouragement my koala needed. He’d never forced his way through me before, ever, but suddenly he was controlling my body to the point where I lunged forward and my teeth sank into my mate’s shoulder. At first, I panicked, trying to gain control of my body again, pissed that my koala would do such a thing. But then my mate wrapped his arms around me and pulled me in close, his cock hard between us. Hari wasn’t upset, he was loving it.
“I’m sorry I didn’t ask first, my koala took the conversation to mean ‘mark me now’ and took over.”
“I could tell by your eyes. They weren’t yours at all.”
“That didn’t scare you?” I’d been around a tiger shifter who sometimes had his beast shining through, and it was intense, to say the least.
“Nah. I mean, maybe if you were soaking wet, it might have.” He smiled. “I love you, Remy, and if you’re not pregnant, it’s okay. But I really hope you are.”
“Me too.”
I took the test, and we both watched it, which was exactly what the pamphlet told us not to do. But one line turned to two.
“We’re gonna be dads!” he yelled, picking me up and twirling me in a circle.
“We are,” I said, rubbing my cheek against his. “And I couldn’t be happier.”
19
HARI
“We need somewhere on the outskirts of town but not too far from the showroom. And you need a room to use as an office, the baby has to have a nursery that can be turned into a big girl or boy room later on, and it must have a generously sized back yard.”
Remy was beside me, in bed, with his eyes closed. He was used to my pronouncements and didn’t always feel the need to comment.
“And do you think we could grow some gum trees? Like the one we saw at the plant nursery.”
“Maybe.” He rubbed his tummy and said he was more interested in food at the moment than the location of our new house.
I started making breakfast with the phone on the counter, and I looked at numerous homes in the area we thought were a possibility. When I brought in Remy’s breakfast tray, I’d chosen three houses.
My mate sat up and eyed the food, but I shoved the phone in his face as he reached for a piece of toast. He maneuvered aroundthe device and took a bite before looking at what I was showing him.
“They’re kinda expensive.”
But I reminded him that we were selling our current homes, so we wouldn’t need a mortgage, and I asked if he felt up to looking at the houses today. He agreed, and I set up appointments.
The first place had the neighbors' homes so close on either side it was like being the meat in their sandwich. And their homes towered over the one we were looking at, so they might catch Remy shifting.
“We can cross that off our list.”
