“I feel like I’m ruining Simon’s spring break. Here we’re going to try and get him to want to stay with us for the baby, yet we aren’t actually taking him anywhere.” I glared down at my huge belly. As much as I couldn’t wait for the baby to arrive, this whole being pregnant thing had its drawbacks.

Hugo pressed a kiss to my temple. “Have you never heard of a staycation? You’re eight months pregnant, hot stuff. Trust me, you don’t need to be going anywhere. Now you sit tight, the dismissal bell just rang. I’m going to go grab Simon and then we’ll tell him the good news.”

“Okay.” I took a deep breath and gave him a shaky smile as he got out of the car. I was willing myself to be calm, but I was more than a little bit nervous about how Simon was going to react. Leaning back against the headrest, I closed my eyes and practiced the meditative breathing that my brother Scott swore by. We’d been officially dating for seven weeks now; it was past time for us to let Simon in on the big secret.

“Mr. Todd!” I jolted, my eyes popping open at the muffled sound of Simon’s voice. He was standing outside my door, his hands and nose pressed against the window as he peered in at me with a delighted smile. I heard Hugo laughing as he opened the back door and told Simon to get in.

By the time we got back home, I could feel my pulse starting to race again. Zero hour had arrived. It was time to tell him. Simon had no idea how nervous I was as he tugged on my hand and pulled me into their apartment, chattering a mile a minute as he told me about his class party they’d had today.

“Easy, kiddo.” Hugo ruffled Simon’s hair as we passed where he stood holding the door open to the apartment. “Take your shoes off and go sit down on the couch with Mr. Todd. We want to have a little chat with you.”

Simon obediently kicked his shoes off and put them in their spot by the door as he’d been told before clambering up onto the couch. He looked back and forth between the two of us as we removed our shoes and came over to join him. “Am I in trouble, Daddy?” He stopped and dropped his chin to his chest before speaking in a soft tone. “Wait, did Mommy say she has to work instead of picking me up next week?”

Hugo shook his head and sat down beside me, putting his arm around my shoulders as he leaned forward to see Simon who was curled up on my other side. “Your mother doesn’t have to work this week, no. But Mr. Todd and I have some exciting news to share and we were wondering if maybe you’d like to spend your spring break with us instead.”

Simon scrunched his nose to push his glasses up. “But won’t you guys be working?”

“No, we won’t be. Mr. Todd has arranged for Mr. Davis to run the restaurant this week and his friend Mr. Greg is going to watch over the bar while the three of us take some time and see if we can’t learn how to be…” Hugo’s voice trailed off dramatically and he rested a hand on my belly before finishing in a stage whisper, “… a family.”

Simon stared at Hugo’s hand, his overly intelligent eyes flashing back and forth between the two of us before widening with understanding. “Mr. Todd, are you having a baby? I didn’t want to say anything, because I thought maybe you were just getting fat. It’s rude to tell people if they’re fat, remember? You remember.”

I started laughing about that one, but Hugo managed to keep a straight face as he handled the question. “Not only is Mr. Todd having a baby, he’s having our baby—you are going to be a big brother, Simon.”

I wasn’t sure what I expected his reaction to be, but it wasn’t for him to jump forward and throw his arms around my neck. Simon hugged me as hard as he could, almost cutting off my air supply as he squeezed. His entire body was vibrating with excitement as he babbled in my ear. “I’m going to be a big brother? That’s the most awesome news ever! Am I going to have a brother or sister? I don’t care which it is, I’ll be a good brother to anybody, you’ll see. I’ll be the best brother ever!”

Just when I thought my air was going to be cut off completely, Simon relaxed his grip as he pulled back and smiled wide at the two of us. “Daddy, does this mean that you and Mr. Todd are going to get married now?”

Hugo barked out a laugh while I smiled at Simon and answered for him. “We only said that we were having a baby. How did you manage to get marriage from that, sweetie pie?”

Simon shrugged and answered quite reasonably. “If you’re going to be my brother or sister’s daddy, doesn’t that mean that you’ll be one of my parents too now? That means that you have to marry my dad.”

Hugo opened his mouth as if to say something but I shook my head and wagged a finger under his nose. “Oh, no. We may have skipped a lot of steps, and you may be the most laid-back alpha that I’ve ever met, but we are not going to just accidentally happen into a marriage. You thought I needed to be romanced for a first date? Honey, you have no idea what I’ll be expecting for a proposal.”

Hugo nodded solemnly, his eyes twinkling with pleasure. “I will keep that in mind, hot stuff.”

Simon ignored our interplay and tugged on my arm to get my attention as he began peppering me with more questions. “If you guys aren’t getting married right now, are you at least moving in with us? How can we be a family if we don’t live together? Is that why we’re going to spend our spring break together?”

Well, at least the whole operation to convince Simon to spend spring break with us was working. When I realized he was waiting for an answer, I snorted out a laugh. “No, sweetie pie. This apartment is way too small for the three of us, let alone a baby. If anything, you guys will need to come and live at my place.”

Simon hopped off the couch and started to run for his room. “Daddy, are my suitcases still way up high in my closet? You might have to get them for me.”

I dropped my head back against the couch and stared at the ceiling with a groan when it dawned on me that he was going to pack so he could move in with me today. It took Hugo a minute to quit laughing before he stopped things from going any further.

“Simon, come back here, kiddo. You heard Mr. Todd, these things take time and we have to go one step at a time. Let’s have our vacation before we start making plans to move out.”

Simon slowly walked back into the room, his arms crossed over his chest as he glared at us with a mutinous pout. By the time he got to the couch, he’d started smiling again as he climbed up next to me and laid his head on my shoulder. “Okay. I think we need to compromise then. That’s what Daddy always says we should do when we disagree. Is making a compromise the next step? Because I have an idea.”

I was almost afraid to ask. “Okay, what do you suggest for a compromise?”

Simon’s head popped up as he grinned into my face from about two inches away. “How about you spend the night with us tonight, and then all week of our vacation. Isn’t that a good compromise?”

Hugo was laughing again. “That sounds like a fantastic compromise to me. What you say, Mr. Todd?”

I was blushing furiously and fighting my own laughter as I agreed. “Alright, you win, sweetie pie. I will stay here for the week.”

Simon shyly kissed my cheek then darted back as if unsure of himself. He bit his lip thoughtfully before adding a final caveat. “And you have to have your sleepover in Daddy’s room. Because that’s what parents who live together do. You have to sleep in the same bed, remember? You remember.”

I wasn’t sure whether I wanted to kiss this kid or tape his mouth shut.

Even though the bedroom door was locked, I was still worried. “Are you sure he’s sleeping?”

Hugo ran his hands up my sides, easing my shirt up along with them and casually pulling it off me before bending to kiss my bare shoulder. As his hands slid back down to my waistband and he started pushing my pajama pants down, he murmured gently, “Trust me, that boy is out cold for the night. Now it’s our time and I’m going to show you what parents who live together and sleep in the same bed get to do. I promise that you’ll find it quite enlightening.”

His strong hands held my hips while I stepped out of my pajama pants and kicked them to the side. Hugo took a step back, licking his lips slowly as he admired me in the dim, moonlit room. I pointedly glanced at his sweats. “One of us is overdressed and since you’re the one who just stole my clothes, I’m thinking it’s probably you.”

Hugo grinned as he shoved his pants down and kicked them off. I brought my fist to my mouth and bit into it with a groan at the sight of that gorgeous, erect cock slapping against his rock-hard abs.

He came closer again, his hands reverently smoothing over my belly as he slid down to his knees and kissed it before licking a line from my navel down to my aching dick. I hissed out a breath as he sucked me into the moist heat of his mouth. With one hand resting on my hip, he moved the other one down to cradle my balls in his palm with a gentle squeeze while his head bobbed up and down along my length.

“Yessss…” I rolled my head back on my shoulders with a guttural moan as his suction intensified. The blood rushed to my head and I teetered a little, almost losing my balance from the excitement.

Hugo released my dick with an audible pop and quickly rose. After pulling me in for a quick kiss, he spun me around and eased me down onto the bed, following right behind as he slid in beside me. “Roll onto your side,” he murmured as he kissed my shoulder and nudged me to turn.

Once my back was to him, I heard the snick of the lube cap right before slick fingers pressed against my hole. His lips and tongue were everywhere as he kissed and licked along my neck and shoulders while his fingers slowly prepped and loosened me enough to take him.

“Please, give it to me, Hugo. Split me open with that fat, alpha cock,” I groaned as he nibbled my earlobe and nudged the tip of his cock against my opening. “Yessss… I like that right there, now push it in. Push it real good.”

Hugo snorted in my ear. “I’m not sure if you’re talking dirty or quoting 80s pop songs right now, hot stuff—but either way, I like it.”

I wiggled my ass, pushing back just enough to make the fat head push inside. “I’m glad you like it. But I’d really like it if you would just hurry up and fuck me now.”

“I think I like this side of you,” Hugo murmured as he slowly began to push deeper into my greedy hole. “But no amount of dirty talk is going to make me speed this along. We’ve waited for too long for you to be in my bed.” He punctuated his words with kisses along the back of my neck, making me shiver each time his soft whiskers brushed against the sensitive skin. “I’m going to savor this and take my time making love to the father of my child.”

Shit. My eyes teared up at his sweet words. But I was too horny for romance and tried bucking my hips back against him to hurry things along.

Hugo chuckled in my ear and gripped my hip with a firm hand to hold me in place so that he could control the tempo. “Nice try. But I’m the one driving tonight, hot stuff.”

I threw my head back against his shoulder with a whiny groan. “I love this, I really do—but I’m just so damn horny.”

“Ahh… I’m sorry. I forgot about those pregnant hormones.” His hand moved down to stroke my dick, moving at the same slow speed as his hips. “I’m sorry that you’ve been suffering through this alone, but I promise that if you spend your nights in my bed from now on, I’ll be happy to take care of your needs.”

“How generous of you,” I huffed out with a laugh. “I mean, it’s a hard job to have to make love to a horny omega, am I right?”

“So hard.” He punctuated his words with a powerful thrust. “But I bet you like it hard right about now, don’t you, Todd? You like my hard,” he thrust again, “hard,” thrust, “cock.”

As he began to pick up speed, he began slamming into me with harder, stronger pumps of his hips. His hand was working double-time on my dick, stroking faster until I was a quivering wreck, shuddering in his arms and muttering nonsense words.

Rather than the familiar, liquid fire orgasm that I was used to, this time it felt like I was floating in the clouds as warm molasses slowly spread through my veins as I finally, thank fuck, got to come.

Hugo tucked a hand under my chin and turned my face back for a kiss, swallowing my moans and growling through his own release. By the time he pulled out, I flopped back onto the pillow like a limp dishrag with eyelids too heavy to stay open. I was dimly aware of a warm, wet rag wiping me clean as I drifted off into the best night’s sleep I’d had in months.