Chapter Twenty

I raised my arms and crossed them behind my head as Lennon tried to tug a shirt over his belly. A bit of the bottom curve always stuck out now, not that I had a problem with it.

Lennon was gorgeous and sexy, always.

But pregnant Lennon held his own trophy. Adorable. Dewy skin. A glow about him I couldn't explain. Pinked lips no matter the time or day.

His eyes met mine in the mirror. I'd been caught. "You're staring, dear alpha."

"You're mine. I can stare if I want to."

His frown turned into tears rolling down his face. "Do you regret it?" he asked, and I was on my feet and wrapping my arms around him in an instant. Omegas had different pregnancy symptoms. Their hormones were all over the place and, while my omega had a bit of morning sickness, this new weepiness hadn't kicked up until sometime last week.

He had been such a champ. Pregnant. In a new place. And hadn't missed a single campout or excursion with me and Salem.

He could start fires better than me. And his cobblers put mine to shame.

"What in the world would I regret, sweetheart?" I asked. I pushed a bit more adoration and kind little names into our everyday conversation since he'd become more sensitive. I hoped it helped. It was all I could do.

"Me. Pregnant. Crying. Belly. Not sexy anymore." The words came out between choked sobs.

"Oh, Lennon." I let him cry into my chest. "I regret nothing about meeting you or loving you or having you as my mate. Not one second."

"But I'm getting fatter and fatter."

"You're growing our babe inside you." I pulled back to rub my hands over the roundness of his belly. "Look what a miracle you are, making our family in that beautiful body."

He sighed. "I'm always crying."

"Better than yelling," I countered.

Lennon shook his head. "You could at least wallow in the grumpy mood with me."

I chuckled and kissed him until the tears dried. "I will not. Salem and I have a surprise for you anyway."

"What is it?" Finally, a smile from my mate.

"Come and see."

We had been semi-telling fibs to Lennon over the past week, saying we were making repairs on the cabin.

"Salem?" Lennon said as I brought him to the hallway where a new door had been put in overnight. Lennon slept like the dead lately, so it was an easy feat to accomplish.

"Don't look at me like that. We didn't lie…we left out some details. But we hope it makes you happy."

Lennon and Salem got on like best friends. I'd been more than relieved that they did. We had a little family, and Salem was included in that. One day, he would have his own omega but, for now, we included him in our new life. Lennon's parents still hadn't contacted him after he'd sent them a message that he was moving. They didn't know we had a baby on the way.

Honestly, we didn't care.

Their loss.

We walked into the new room, the addition to our home. I worried that Lennon wouldn't like it but as he turned, his smile said it all. "You built a nursery for our baby?"

"I helped," Salem chimed in.

"Of course you did. It's perfect. It's the perfect butter yellow I wanted." Lennon hugged us both and looked around. He took a seat in the glider I'd bought him. Gods, he was perfect. Like that glider and this life was made for him.

Salem left us alone and I moved to kneel in front of my mate. "I wanted to do something to make you smile, omega mine."

He nodded. "You always make me smile, Bjorn. Sometimes it's just inside. I couldn't ask for a more caring alpha. Thank you."