Page 15 of Knot Convenient

“He’s teething. It’s a thing. It also makes him fussy.”

“Well, sure. If I had teeth shoving up through my gums, I’d be pissy about it too.” Marshall smiled down at Milo as he spoke, and I grabbed another fry, taking advantage.

Milo was more than content in Marshall's arms, gurgling as he slobbered happily over his hand, Marshall not caring whatsoever.

I grabbed one fry and mashed it up, making sure he could gum it, and handed it to Milo. He proceeded to smush it in his hands even more, giggling and then shoving it into his mouth while I continued to eat.

Baby laughter was one of the best sounds in the world, and to my delighted surprise, the alphas around me seemed to agree.

Once lunch was done, we decided to take a slow walk over to my bed-and-breakfast.

“I can take him,” I said, holding out my arms to retrieve Milo.

“I’m happy to walk with him,” Marshall said. Milo was snuggling into his neck like a little traitor.

It felt wrong, having someone else carry my baby, but Milo and Marshall both seemed very content with the arrangement.

“Well, okay.” I glanced around as we slowly walked back, admiring the scenery. “You really do have a sweet little town here.”

“You should see it when it’s really going during the summer. We have fairs and town events. There are pumpkin-growing and carving contests in the fall, and rides the kids can go on. Plus, local bands will play in the street, and there’s more fried food than you could possibly eat in your entire life. Though we’ve been known to try.” Noah laughed as he pointed at the main square as we passed it. “That’s where nearly everything goes down, and the high school even puts on events in the summer to help keep kids entertained. You gotta do something, or they’ll think of things on their own, and that’s never good.”

From the sound of it, Willow Grove was the perfect small town life.

“Here I am.” I sighed as we reached Edie’s. “I think you’re going to have to return my baby to me.”

Marshall actually looked disappointed. “But we were having important man conversations.”

I laughed, rolling my eyes playfully. “I promise to let you continue the conversation next time.”

“So you want to see us again?” Marshall asked as he handed Milo over.

I looked between the four of them, my heart rate spiking a little. Nodding, I adjusted Milo in my arms and took a step backward.

“That comes next, yeah? We meet up at the town hall tomorrow if we want to do this?”

They all nodded back at me, and Milo giggled at Marshall as he waved at the baby.

So this was it. We would go our separate ways, and tomorrow, we would meet up to sign the paperwork.

“It’s up to you, Summer, but I think I speak for all of us when I say I really hope we get to see you two tomorrow.” Tobias smiled.

I bit my lip. I wasn’t going to say it, but there was no question about my being there. I was kind of backed into a corner. Truth be told, though, I was pleasantly surprised by how sweet and receptive these guys had been.

Being good with the baby helped too.

Chapter 7

Emmett

Igrabbed the bags out of the Jeep with Tobias and carried them into the house. There were certainly a fair number of them, and our credit cards had taken a decent hit.

“Do you think we’re tempting fate?” he asked, taking in our small mountain of purchases.

I paused, cocking a brow at him. “By buying some pillows?”

He nodded, and I thought about it for a moment. As soon as we’d said goodbye to Summer, we immediately rushed home and separated into two cars with the intention of going right to the store to start shopping. We were in solid possession of a bachelor pad, and we’d all agreed it was in desperate need of an update if we wanted Summer to feel comfortable—especially with a baby coming too.

That was the truth. Our house was in no way prepared for an omega, let alone a baby. So we’d driven over an hour to one of the big box stores to grab some odds and ends to make the place more comfy.