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"Cole's wrapped around his tiny fingers," I said with a grin.
"So, living room," she said, glancing around. "I'm surprised it's not more... bachelor pad."
"It's all Bash and Miles," I laughed. "Otherwise, it would be."
We continued the tour through the house, showing off the huge laundry room, den, and all the bedrooms upstairs. Finally, I stopped at the last one, a suite made up of two rooms and a connected bathroom.
"This one's yours."
"No, this is the master," she said, shaking her head.
"It is," I confirmed. And it had sat empty for far too long. I had a room just like the others, this was meant for a shared omega. Bash and Dean had the second biggest room but even they knew this space was reserved.
We just didn't know it was for her.
Her breath hitched as we pushed open the door. Bash and Miles had painted it a cozy soft gray with white accents and little bursts of color. Pictures were framed along the walls, not just of the moments we'd captured so far, but some older ones of our pack as well. Between the soft cozy spaces, the enormous bed lined in pillows, and the greenery placed around the windows, the room was the epitome of cozy and homey.
"What's this room?" she asked as she pushed open the opposite door.
It only held a bed so far. The rest was a blank canvas outside of the same soft gray walls.
"A nest for you."
Her eyes widened as if she hadn't expected it.
"Summer, when we said we wanted you here, we meant it. This is a space we reserved for the right omega to come along. Here you are, so it's yours to do what you want with. We'll help, of course."
"But Bash?"
"Has his own nest," I finished for her. "It's the attic and twice as big if that makes you feel better. This whole thing was his idea in the first place. Originally he meant it for me and then Cole, but he’s thrilled that includes him and Dean too."
"Oddly, it does," she snorted. "I don't want to overshadow what they have. He's just as important."
"He's well taken care of," I promised. "And he wanted this for you. The fact you even question it, says this was the right choice."
She was the whole package. Sweet, caring, sexy, affectionate, and just what our pack needed.
We were a lucky pack.
17
Summer
There is something so unbelievably sexy about someone who knows what they want and will work with a single-minded focus to get it. Add in the fact that they didn’t even realize exactly how attractive they are, and it’s a recipe for infatuation and ruined panties.
It’s with that appreciation that I watched Miles. He was so focused on our conversation of the website updates and the changes I wanted to make to the overall layout and feel.
It made me feel appreciated and valued. It made me feel seen. Not as an omega, but as an individual with real worth outside my designation.
I shifted my laptop over, letting him see the different mock-ups I’d created, and took a moment to really look at the delicious beta in front of me.
His smoked vanilla scent encompassed his tidy office, and it made me want to burrow into my chair deeper. It also made my pussy throb with an unrestrained need which was getting to be a common characteristic when I was around the pack lately.
Miles’ blond hair was perfectly styled to the side, his natural highlights looking unfairly gorgeous even in the fluorescent lighting.
I wanted to run my fingers through it and mess it all up. I wanted to see this carefully curated man come undone. I wanted my name on his lips as he gasped in pleasure and fought himself on whether to beg me for more or to put him out of his misery.
“Any of these layouts can be configured with whatever branding option we choose, correct?”
