hurt.”
Just then, Wyatt came out from the bathroom. “Sorry it took me so long. I—oh. Hi, Craig.”
Watching my sweet, bright omega curl into himself was difficult. I glared at Craig. It wasn’t just him, it was anything that made Wyatt retreat. But Craig was the cause at the moment.
He refused to look at me, but he eyed Wyatt critically. “Hey, Wyatt.”
I’d never seen Wyatt switch so fast from hiding to hopeful. His eyes lifted and brightened, and his spine straightened. A little smile teased the corners of his lips. “What are you up to?”
I wasn’t sure what Craig was wrestling with, but the struggle was clear. It took him a little too long to say, “Heading to lunch. Do you... do you want to join me?”
Now Wyatt was the one wrestling with a decision. He glanced to me for an answer, but I just shrugged. It was up to him. Respond to Craig’s first friendly overture and brave the overwhelm of the cafeteria, or protect his nose and stomach, but risk Craig shutting down again.
“I... I think lunch would be nice?”
Craig nodded. He didn’t look pleased or relieved, but he also didn’t look angry or uncomfortable. “Turkey and gravy today, I think.”
“Yeah, I think I could handle that.”
“Cool.” Craig turned his back and started walking.
Wyatt gave a little jump of excitement next to me. “He invited us to lunch!”
“Well, we better hurry up, then. And if you’re not able to eat much there, I promise we’ll pick something more up on the way home, and then I’ll give you a nice long foot rub to make up for the little one being such a bear this morning.”
“Do you really think the baby is going to be a bear?”
I laughed. “Fluffy, we don’t know whether they’re a boy or a girl, let alone a bear or a wolf. But do you know any wolves that grumpy and stubborn?”
Wyatt nodded his head. “Plenty.”
“Well, there goes my theory, then. I guess we’ll have to wait and see, either way.”
21
Wyatt
I handled the cafeteria just fine. Chance and Geordie joined our little table, and their banter kept me laughing most of lunch. Craig even joined in more than normal. I wasn’t sure if he was having a particularly good day or what, but I hoped he had more of them.
Regardless, Jordan followed through on his promise of a foot rub, and as he dug his thumbs into the ball of my foot, I groaned.
“I like those kinds of noises, fluffy.”
“I love what you’re doing to my feet, but you’re going to have to stop soon because it’s making me hornier than a goat and I’m too sore and tired to lead sex.”
“There’s other ways I can help with that...” Jordan slid his hands up my legs, flipping my internal switch from desire to need.
“What...” I gulped. “What did you have in mind?”
“Nothing that requires you to do anything more than continue to sit back and relax.”
It was a good thing I had such a strong mate, because even with my extra weight and belly bump getting in between us, he was able to lift me and peel my pants off in less than a minute.
He knelt between my legs, rubbing his hands up and down my thighs, teasing me. His hands stilled suddenly, and his gaze drifted.
“What’s wrong?”
His eyebrows pinched together. “Are you upset we didn’t find out what we were having today?”
That was an excellent question... if we hadn’t just been getting into things. I pushed my frustration away to focus on his question. “Upset? No. Frustrated, maybe. But like I told the doc, it’s good to know that he or she is healthy. Why, are you?”
“I feel about the same. Maybe a little sad. I think I’d been counting on finding out more than I realized. Do you think we should pick names out without knowing?”
I sighed, relegating my horniness to be handled later, maybe in the shower. “If we’re going to talk about names, I’d rather put my pants on first.”
Jordan started, staring down at my wilting cock as if surprised to find it there. He shook his head and laughed. “I’m being a bit ridiculous, aren’t I?”
I shrugged with a teasing smile. “You said it, not me.”
Jordan resumed rubbing my thighs, pulling my hips forward for better access. My dick shot back up into ready-to-go mode. “Sorry, fluffy. I’m being a bad mate.”
I ruffled his hair. “No you’re not. You’re—” Jordan surprised me by going down suddenly, sucking my dick halfway