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“You don’t want me to go home?”

“Omega mine, this is your home now, as long as you would like it to be. And not just because you’re pregnant. I’ve been scheming about how to convince you to move in for a while.”

“Aww, scheming, really? All you had to do was ask.”

“Malone, mate, would you move in with me and live happily ever after?”

His lips curved up right before I reached his side and pulled him into my arms. “Alpha, mate, I’d be honored to.”

Chapter Twenty

Malone

Moving in with Riglan consisted of packing up my few personal items and donating the furniture to the local thrift store. All but the ancient “reading chair” from my bedroom that was more used for worn clothing than actual reading.

“Are you ready?” my alpha asked from the doorway. He hovered there, still on watch.

I took one look around the place. It was my first apartment after moving out of my parents’ house and I’d never moved since.

But now, it was time to move on.

“Yes.” I turned around. Rig was wearing his standard hoodie even though it was sweltering outside. Part of his hacker persona charm I’d grown to love. “Let’s go.”

While we rode home, Rig held my hand and, every once in a while, he would reach farther and run his hand along my belly.

“He’s still there,” I said, joking.

“He or she. They. We don’t know yet.”

I sighed and looked out the window. “Do you think they will be a shifter or a human?”

I could feel his gaze on the back of my head. “Does it matter to you?”

“I think it would be nice to have a shifter. A little tiny Riglan-looking ferret running around the house, causing chaos.”

He chuckled. “I’ll let you talk to my fathers about the chaos I created in our house growing up. Might change your mind.”

“Not likely.”

We unloaded the car, which meant Rig unloaded the car, not letting me pick up anything heavier than an envelope lately.

If someone had asked me months ago if I pictured Riglan as a doting alpha and soon-to-be father, I would’ve laughed in their face, but it turned out, he was the best alpha ever. Protective and caring. Always anticipating my needs and meeting every one of them with care.

I loved him. “Hey,” I said when he brought everything inside and closed the door behind him. I had to get the words out before I lost my cool.

“What is it?”

“I love you. I know we’re mated and having a baby, but I thought it was important to say the words out loud.”

He reeled back as though I’d properly slapped him. “We haven’t said it before?”

“No. I was kind of waiting on you to say it first.”

He crossed the room and placed his hands on either side of my face. “What a rotten alpha. Malone, I love you. I’m in love with you and have been for a while. I think it started when you came into my house and fell asleep on my couch. I’ll make sure to say that more often.”

“Good. I love you too.” I sighed. “I suppose I need to get back into a routine and get some work done.”

A smile grew on his face and he leaned forward to peck me on the lips. “I was hoping you’d say that. I’ve been working on something the past few nights. Come with me, omega.”