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Ford blinked. “He doesn’t cook at home?”
“Yeah, but at home, the food is more family-style.” Myrtle didn’t want to say that Denith made two meals. One for the guys with actual vegetables, and one for her where the veg was disguised.
Byron rubbed her back. “Come on, Turtle. It will be fun.” He leaned in. “If not, I know three takeout places on the way home.”
She smiled. “Thanks, Byron.”
He hugged her.
Teyval got back into socially acceptable features, and she smiled up at him. “There’s my pretty boy.”
He rolled his eyes. “You have been writing adolescent fiction again.”
“I have. Well spotted.”
Byron was laughing. “We will see you at your place, Ford. She changes fast and only has about three outfits that aren’t sweats. Shoes will be iffy.”
Ford laughed. “We don’t wear shoes in the house.”
Byron nodded and said, “It’s a good thing Toros gave you that pedicure then.”
She blushed. “Right.”
They left and went home to change. She glared at Byron. “You just had to mention the pedicure.”
He shrugged. “It was a very cute team-building exercise.”
Teyval grinned. He had gotten to play the part of the salon chair while the others did her fingers and toes.
She didn’t mind the manicure. Byron had kept it tasteful with a nice French tip. “Yeah, and it taught me that something I mentioned in passing could be used against me.”
“On you. We used your mention of a mani-pedi on you.”
She grumped in the back seat and looked at her nails again. They were really nice. Solid as hell, too. Toros had picked the acrylics and equipment like everything was going to be load-bearing. Denith had made sure her toes looked lovely. Presentation was his thing.
They took her home. The tablet was pried from her hands, and she ended up in a pretty black dress set up for her taller self. She put on her high-top sneakers while Byron fiddled with her hair until it was arranged in a series of connected loops. Myrtle turned to glare at him. “If you start hiding snacks in there, or your keys, you are sleeping in the other room, and I am playing starfish alone in bed.”
He chuckled. “No, I have just always wanted to see this configuration.”
She sighed. “Ready to go?” She turned to look at him and huffed.
He wore jeans and a tee that stretched intriguingly over his chest and shoulders. Teyval was wearing a black button-down shirt, as was Toros.
They got into the SUV and headed to Ford’s place.
Olivia was only too happy to grab both babies and show Myrtle the house. Myrtle was holding Ford’s little girl, and she smiled at the pool and nodded to the other Elite omegas.
The ladies waved, and Olivia and Myrtle wandered over to them. “So, you are newly mated?”
Myrtle chuckled. “For all intents and purposes. We are all tangled together, but the actual mating is taking time. There have been issues.”
“Issues?”
“Complications. We are in a trust-building phase.” She stroked the chubby cheek of Ford’s daughter.
“Hm. Are you interested in kids?”
“Eventually. As long as the guys are going to work out childcare. I need to do my job to keep sane.”
