Tito’s is fine. We can watch Gwen’s game at my place afterwards if you want.
That would be the game Tenzin was going to see–his old team, the Portland Sasquatches, were playing Gwen’s team, the Mexico City Tigres. Fortunately, her team hadn’t been mad about her whole rescue mission yesterday.
Me
Perfect.
We were literally down the street from him now.
I switched over to the pack group chat.
Me
Our omega wants to go power shopping. Afterwards, let’s meet some of my team at Tito’s for dinner? If anyone wants to watch the Tigres play the Sasquatches, we can go to Dimitri’s or we can come home.
Fiona
We need a TV and a couch, which is why I need you for shopping. And beds if anyone needs one. Unless you want me choosing your bedroom furniture.
Hale
I don’t care. Also, I like Tito’s.
Dusty
We have to have dinner at my moms’ tomorrow after the game, but before the party. We are having tacos.
Saoirse
I need to know what workout equipment everyone likes. Also, I’ll be putting in a big pantry basics order. I need food preferences and allergies.
I looked at Fiona. “When’s our shit from Switzerland coming?”
While we’d taken some things with us last night, the dads promised the rest of it later.
“It’s being delivered tonight. I’m just having them put it inside the gate in the atrium on the lower entrance. Mine and Saoirse’s stuff from our place will be here in a few days. Though we have our basics now. New Year’s Day afternoon could be a good day to move some things from your place and Dusty’s,” she added.
“Sure. Though I have the second off completely. That might be a good day to make an appointment for us all to go to the Omega Center.” I took another cookie.
Fiona nodded. “That’s a good idea.”
“Did you know that the front door is open? Not safe.” Hale came into the kitchen holding a laundry basket.
She kissed Hale. “It’s open because of the paint. Don’t worry, we’re going to be adding Saoirse’s cousins’ approved security system.”
Hale plopped down and grabbed a cookie. “Verity called me.”
My head hung. “Sorry. When she burst into the locker room and yelled at me I thought she knew. It was actually about you taking her car.”
“Yeah.” Hale rubbed his head. “She found a little backpack charm.”
“Oh, I was missing that. Is she mad?” Worry crept into Fiona’s scent.
He patted her arm. “Verity’s never mad for long. But she does have a point that if I’m going to be a responsible adult, I should, you know, not take things that aren’t mine without asking.”
Which was fair.
“She said I don’t get cake pops anymore.” My shoulders slumped.
