Page 27 of His Pretty Omega (Sweet Alps Mates #7)

We fell into silence then, and I watched in fascination as Seth’s toes were painted quickly and expertly.

The blue looked stunning on him, and I had to shift in my seat as my cock started to harden.

I had never paid any attention to any omega’s toes before, painted or otherwise, but every single thing about Seth did it for me.

“How do they look?” he questioned softly, trying to stretch his leg so he could see his toes over his belly.

“Beautiful,” I assured him, leaning over and planting a kiss on his lips. “Just like you. ”

He blinked, his hand coming up to cup my cheek. “Thank you for this, Alex. Truly. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. It’s a bit…overwhelming,” he admitted.

“Too much?”

My first priority was to keep my mate comfortable.

I didn’t want Seth feeling stressed by anything, that included the things I had planned for him.

“You can tell me anytime you are feeling overwhelmed. We can go to the room and do nothing. This weekend is about you, your needs. All your needs. I want you to be able to tell me when things are too much for you. Just like with the move, we’ll figure out what you need. ”

He nibbled on his lower lip, and I gently stroked over the tender skin with my thumb. “You won’t be mad?”

“Was I mad when you hadn’t packed anything?” I questioned softly.

He swallowed hard, looking away from me. I would need to tip our pedicurist extra, as they were suddenly very focused on our feet and doing a skilled impression of ignoring our conversation.

“No, but you planned this wonderful weekend, and I don’t want you to think I’m not grateful. Because I am. I’ve just never had anyone treat me like you treat me, Alex, and I honestly don’t know what to do with…with…” he waved a hand in the air, at a loss to explain his feelings .

“With the emotions it makes you feel?” I supplied quietly.

He blew out a breath, turning back to look at me.

“Yeah. Usually when things are too much, I shut down. Or I go the opposite and I’m just way too much for people.

Too loud, too over-the-top, just too…everything.

But I don’t want to do that with you. Besides Bennett, you’re the first person I don’t feel like I need to put on a mask for.

I don’t have to be someone I’m not. And I don’t know what to do with any of it. ”

Shrugging, I leaned back in my chair and watched as my feet were towel dried. Since I hadn’t wanted any polish, she was pretty much done with me. Seth was too; we were just waiting for his toes to dry.

Thankfully, this meant our pedicurists were cleaning up as much as they could until we left the chairs, and were ignoring us.

“Then don’t do anything with it. Just feel what you’re feeling. Talk to me; tell me if I’m being too pushy, or there’s something you don’t like or want. But please don’t ever try to make yourself smaller for me, or less than you are. I love everything about you, Seth, just the way you are.”

“You…love me?” He sounded so unsure, so unlike himself, that it nearly broke my heart. The only other time I had heard him sound like this had been at dinner when I had met his family .

There was panic in his shining blue eyes, and I knew he wasn’t ready to hear those words from my lips yet. Not in the capacity I wanted to shout them to the world. So, I quickly pivoted.

“I love your color, your sass, the way you know exactly who you are, and you aren’t ashamed of it.

I love the way you dress, and the way you tell everyone exactly what you think about anything.

I even love your bratty side. I never want you to think that you need to change for me, or anyone.

And I want you to know that you can tell me anything and we’ll talk it out.

If you’re feeling overwhelmed, or stressed, or happy or sad, or mad.

Whatever it is, I want to be your person.

The person that will always be there, your rock to lean on.

I know all of this–us, the baby, the move–it’s been fast, but I’m all in, Seth. ”

There was something he was chewing on in that whirling brain of his. I could see it as well as I could see the uncertainty in his eyes, the way his hand rested on the mound of his belly.

He’d tell me when he was ready, but I wouldn’t push him.

Instead, I leaned back in my chair, bare feet propped up on the footrest, and adjusted the massage timer for another five minutes.

I hadn’t expected today to turn so serious, had wanted it to be fun, relaxing, and stress free.

Finally, he quietly admitted, “I just get scared sometimes that all of this is only because of the baby. And once I have this baby, reality will set in, and you’ll decide that I’m not worth the effort.”

Bringing his hand to my lips, I kissed his palm. “We’re fated, carino , that’s not how this works. Did you think I didn’t know, watching you sashay towards me in this very hotel, that you were going to be trouble?”

He snorted, shaking his head, but he didn’t pull his hand from mine. Instead, he entwined our fingers together tightly.

“And yes, all of this has been super-fast, but I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t want to.

I don’t do things I don’t want to do, Seth, and neither do you.

Regardless of the circumstances. I knew I wanted you long before I knew about this baby.

I missed you every single day we were apart and I didn’t even know your name.

But I knew a part of me was missing. You were that part.

I’m not going anywhere. Sorry not sorry, you’re stuck with me. ”