Hailey was adorable. She was wearing one of Merrick's T-shirts and a pair of leggings, her hair thrown up into a messy bun, her bangs all mussed up. To me, she had never looked better.
“Come on, cutie. Let’s get you home and set up your new, improved nest.”
Hailey looked around the parking lot. “Actually…” A slow, mischievous smile spread across her face.
“Whatever you want, just say it, and I’ll make it happen,” I said, not hesitating for a moment.
“There’s a fabric store not far from here…” She trailed off.
I held up a hand. “Say less.”
Thinking about the piles of fabric and the sewing machine in her tiny apartment, I knew that she would probably love a run to the fabric store.
Hailey’s face lit up with a bright smile. “Really?”
“Of course. And we'll use Preston's credit card to pay for it.”
“Wilder, I don't think you've ever said anything so sexy in your life.”
“Isthatthe way to your heart? Nesting supplies and fabric?”
Hailey nodded enthusiastically. “Especially when you’re using Preston’s card.”
“And what if I offered to hit a drive-thru on the way for a milkshake?”
Hailey groaned in happiness. Her feet, dangling over the side of the open car door, wiggled excitedly.
Maybe this having an omega thing wasn't so difficult, after all.
Chapter 25
Hailey
Imay have gone a little overboard in the fabric store, but I couldn't find it in me to be unhappy about that. If Preston was going to moan about how much money I’d spent on his credit card, well, that would take him actually getting in touch with me first, so…
When we pulled up outside Merrick's house, he came out the front door with a serene smile on his face. “It looks like you guys have done some damage.”
I nodded enthusiastically, taking a sip from my milkshake. “Nesting supply storeandthe fabric store! All paid for by Preston.”
Merrick's eyebrows rose, looking both surprised and amused. “Does Preston know he's paying for it?”
I shrugged. “I'm not sure, honestly. All I know is that Wilder had his credit card, and I decided it was fair game.”
“I also highly encouraged her to do some damage.” Wilder smirked as he grabbed a couple of bags out of the car. “Also, I picked up a bunch of the good prenatal vitamins. I’m going to put them on the kitchen counter so we all know where they are.”
Merrick nodded approvingly. “Good. Put all the fabric in the den. Nolan is stuck on a client call. Judging by how exasperated he sounded, it’s been going on a while.”
“Ah, yeah. Sometimes the calls are like that.” Wilder grimaced. “I do pity the guy at times. He’s so smart, but deals with so many idiots.”
“Wait. The fabric in the den?” I asked dumbly.
“Yeah. That space is hardly ever used, so I thought we could turn it into a little sewing room for you. We mainly hang out in the living room, anyway. Plus, because the rooms are connected, it means we’ll be close while you're working away on your creations.”
A sewing room?
Ever since I was a teenager and first got into making things, it had been a dream of mine to have a room dedicated solely to crafting and sewing. Unfortunately, it just hadn't been feasible. I was used to making do with what little space I had. The den in Merrick's house was considerable. I could doa lotwith a space like that.
“Are you sure?”