I woke, the sun barely flowing through the cracks in the curtains. It was early. Wyatt’s arm was still wrapped around me, his front wrapped around my back. I snuggled in, basking in the feeling. This was everything. Being here, with Wyatt all snuggly and warm, his cock pressed against my ass.

Wait, that wasn’t right. I played through the events of yesterday in my head. It couldn’t be morning and I couldn’t be here all content. Too much time had passed from when Wyatt had filled me with his glorious knot and now. I should have been a needy, weeping mess long before now, not happy and snuggly. Sure, I had some morning wood, but it was different. I wanted Wyatt the way I was always going to want Wyatt. I didn’t have the uncontrollable need and fervor I should be feeling.

“Morning.” Wyatt kissed the back of my neck, his voice crackling with sleep. “Why are you so tense? You don’t smell like your heat is ramping up again, not that I would be opposed if it was.” He pushed his lower half against me as proof.

I swallowed, clearing the morning dryness from my mouth. “My heat… it feels like it’s gone. I think I really messed up my body when I used those suppressants last time. My heat was more than a month early, and now it is like it just stopped.”

“We need to get you into the doctor.” His concern was sincere. It had been so long since someone cared about me, for me. He could’ve easily jumped to the conclusion I had lied about my infertility and was knocked-up. That was usually the only way a heat ended this quickly. Instead, he let his alpha need to protect take over. I was a lucky man.

“I have an appointment in two weeks with the one Sally recommended.”

Wyatt was tracing a pattern on my abs. It was a relaxing motion. He was so not like any alpha I’d ever known.

“My omega is getting advice from my assistant now?” He nipped my ear, awakening even more of my body. This conversation was going to end with me throwing myself at him. I doubted he would have any issue with that, the way his erection was steel against my ass already. “What other things is she advising you about?” Another nip, this time forcing a sigh from me.

“Jealous?” I teased. Sally was not only a woman, but old enough to be my mom. No, just no, and there was no way Wyatt would think anything else. He was teasing, in his own dry way.

“More curious.” He tweaked my nipple before going back to making patterns on my abs and pushing against my ass once again. Oh yeah, this conversation was almost over. My cock bounced in agreement. “Sally is an interesting lady.”

“And by interesting, you mean busybody.”

“Yeah, that.” He started to kiss the back of my neck, my body still so responsive. Not heat responsive, Wyatt responsive, and that was everything to me. I hoped it was to him as well.

“She did say she wanted to help me find an alpha.” I wiggled my ass against him for good measure.

“You let her know you had one, right?” His possessiveness set me on fire. He wanted to be my alpha. Mine.

“Do I?” My insecurity crept up and flew out of my mouth before I could stop it. Everything felt too good to be true, which meant it couldn’t be, right? “Now that the heat is gone, do you still feel the same?” My voice was but a whisper by the time I finished my sentence.

“No, I don’t feel the same.” I stiffened at his reply. “I feel more. I can’t explain it well. But being with you, in that way, being your alpha, was everything.”

I sunk back into him, needing to process his words, but unable to fully register their meaning.

“You know, I never did it like that before. You know, face to face.”

Wyatt pulled me closed at my confession, not that we weren’t already touching. In the past, it had always been hard and fast from behind. All about the need, never about the connection. Last night, it was all about the connection. I was glad I waited for him for him, for that.

“It was more for me too.”

“I’m glad. I want to be your more, always.”

I closed my eyes and played the words over again in my mind. Always. Not for my heats. Not for a child I could never give him. Not for anything other than me.

“There’s much to discuss.” I sighed, not wanting reality to rear its ugly head, but not wanting it to be hanging over us either. It was one thing to be kissing friends, another to be alpha and omega. “It’s not just us, and sex changes things. It’s not just us,” I repeated. Chloe. We couldn’t leave Chloe out of any conversation that impacted her life. It wasn’t fair to her. She deserved the best of all things.

“It does,” he agreed, pushing me onto my back as he lay on his side, his head propped up. “But you heard my father. Chloe wants you to be her dad, too. We can move at whatever pace we want, but Chloe is on board. That’s important.”

“For me, too.” I smiled up at him, looking down at me all sexy and still holding onto that just woke up mussed look I had a feeling would quickly become my favorite. “I love her with all my heart.”

“And she loves you. You have been good for her. For us. I was all work, all the time before you. I was so busy providing, I forgot to be present.”

His confession surprised me. I never once thought of Wyatt as anything other than an exceptional father who only wanted what was best for his child. The weight he carried being a single father, especially under the circumstances, had to be overwhelming at times.

“You were always a good dad.” I reached up and cupped his cheek, needing him to both hear and believe my words. “The dad she needed.”

“And now, I am a better one.” He choked up on the word better. Oh my dear sweet alpha, all the pain and guilt he carried. I vowed right then and there to help shoulder his burden. “Enough serious talk. What do you want to do this week?”

I shrugged in response. My goal had been to be with Wyatt so anything was perfect.

“I planned to spend the week seducing you, but when your heat kicked in we sort of moved through that plan pretty darn fast.”

“You silly man, I never needed big seduction plans.” Honestly, he could’ve said You. Now. Naked. And I would’ve been ready to go. Heck, all he needed to do was give me a come hither look. Heat threw a damper on it because I needed to be sure he wouldn’t regret it later and ruin all things, but I was on board way before this week.

“No, but you deserved them.” He tweaked my nipple again, sending a very clear message to my now very erect penis. “Now answer the question. I have huge chunks of the week off. How should we spend them?”

I let my eyes drift to my throbbing member, waiting for relief.

“It looks like you already have an idea.” Before I could respond, he sealed his lips to mine. We spent the rest of the morning in bed. It was perfect.