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It’s coming. We just have to be patient. Even if it doesn’t, life is too goddamn good to let that hold us back from starting a family.
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Carter is stretched out on our couch with a lazy smile on his face. That part is fine; he’s actually come a long way over the last year. After he had a fallout with his family, we invited him to spend Thanksgiving with us. That’s also why it’s a completely dry holiday in our house. Not that any of us really mind, but I swear, I’m going to murder him with my bare hands if he doesn’t stop flirting with my sister.
Shanna grins, leaning closer to say something, and my fists clench.
“Does he want to die?” I whisper-hiss the question to my omega.
Tinley giggles, grabbing me by the front of my shirt and dragging me into the hallway. Once we’re out of sight, she leans up on her tiptoes, pushing her mouth to mine. It’s an excellent distraction for the moment, but also…
It’s Carter.
That’s not happening. I’ve seen him with one too many groupies to ever let that shit fly.
“I’m pretty sure it’s a rule not to go after your bandmate’s little sister,” I growl.
We don’t go on tour full-time, but we did take the label up on doing some of the crossover shows. The majority of that was to give Carter a foot back in the door with a safety net of people around him who would call him out if he was struggling and support him through the worst of it. It’s going to be a lifetime commitment for him, but we’ve done everything we can to help him succeed.
“Fitzy,” she says, laughing under her breath. “Honey, you’re losing your shit.”
“She’s my little sister,” I growl.
“Yeah, but making a scene would besuperhypocritical, considering how amazing she’s been about accepting us.” She pats my chest. “Especially after the clip the paps got of your hand up my skirt while Ramsey was trying to climb into the limo…”
A slow smile crosses my face at the thought. I spin her around, slamming her back against the wall.
“You could distract me,” I suggest, getting very close to her ear. “You’ve got no idea how excited I am to practice breeding you.”
She moans, shivering against my hold. “How much longer do you think we have to let everyone stick around?”
I chuckle. “It’s been hours. I’ll start casually sending our family back to the hotel.”
“G-Good plan,” she agrees, blinking up at me with those big blue eyes I love so fucking much.
I shove my mouth to hers, grinding against her as much as I can with the height difference. “Love you, Tinsel,” I murmur as we pull back.
“Love you too. Now be the grump who kicks everyone out on a holiday.” She laughs, sliding under my arm.
I smack her ass. “I’ll find War. He’s much better suited for this job.”
Epilogue
Ramsey
It’s the middle of the night when we finally get to plant our gifts under the tree. I vaguely wonder if all omegas are this terrible about trying to peek to find their presents. We hid all of Tinley’s gifts at my parents’ house, but we had to wait until she was asleep to set them up.
She’s going to be super pissed when she realizes exactly how overboard we went on shopping.
“Are you coming?” I look between Fitz and War. They’re both kneeling in front of the tree with their asses in the air.
“We’ll be up shortly,” War says, rearranging the packages for the twentieth time. “Here, put this one by the silver one. It’ll look better when she photographs the tree.”
I snort a laugh and take off for the stairs. Sharing a pack bedroom isn’t bad. It’s way easier than trying to handle the itchy feeling that makes me crawl out of my skin whenever we’re apart for a night. Fuck knows if that’s normal due to having a bond, but I can’t stand being apart from her.
I’m also really damn happy I ended up with a woman I not only love the hell out of, but I also like her as a person. I yank off my T-shirt as I slide into our bedroom. It’s dark, but the curtains aren’t closed all the way, and it gives just enough light that I feel confident I won’t trip over something and wake her up.
I’m three feet away from the bed when her perfume hits me like a fucking freight train. It’s not unusual for her to perfume, but something about this is different. A low growl rattles out of my chest as my head tilts. My nostrils flare as the edges of my vision go hazy.
