Page 42 of Bound to the EMT

“Oh.” Jackson sits back in his seat and stares out the front window. “But then she’ll know-”

“I know. I don’t know what this is going to do to our marriage.”

“She loves you, right?”

“I think she does. I know I’m batshit crazy for her.”

“Then I think she’ll understand.”

“One can only hope.” Pulling my car key off of my ring, I hand it to him. “If either you or Mikey can bring my car home, I’d be grateful. Make sure they know what’s going on. I’m not sure how long I’ll be since this is her first heat after being on suppressants for years.”

“I understand. We still have your spare key, so we’ll leave some water and non-perishable food in your kitchen.”

“I’d appreciate that. I just wish I had time to plan, to prepare, to-”

“Give her a nest fitting an omega of her wealth?”

My shoulders slump forward. “Exactly.”

“Hey, the few times I’ve been around her, I get the distinct impression she’s the complete opposite of her mother. I don’t think she cares about money as much as you’re worried she is. It will be okay. Just see her through this heat, claim her, and the rest can be worked on. Trust me, a lot can happen in a bond. Things have a way of working out.”

“God, I hope you’re right.”