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Searching his face, deciphering his features, I tried to judge if he was joking.

“You would do that for me?” I asked with tears blurring my vision. “A real playroom?”

We were on our way to the car with bags in hand. He put them in and took mine and did the same. I saw some of the bags overflowing with coloring books and puzzles. He called me a cozy little and I realized how true that was. I played with things that calmed me, watched shows that slowed me down. “Tate, I would do anything for you. I’ve waited for you for so long, not only as a mate but someone to share this lifestyle with. I’m at your mercy, sweet omega.”

The tears poured down my face, and he embraced me right there in the parking lot, not letting go until I moved. I sniffled. “You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

My mate nuzzled my cheek with his nose, inhaling deeply. His wolf let out a low growl of acknowledgement and approval. “Let’s get home. My sweet boy is overwhelmed, I think.”

I nodded, loving that he could read me so well. “Shopping is a lot.”

“Home, then. We’ll have a nice calm supper and a long bath. How does that sound?”

“Like heaven, Daddy.”

Chapter Eighteen

Tate

I filled out as many job applications as I could. Everything from home improvement stores to grocery stores and even some restaurants. Bronson encouraged me to go back to school and someday I would, but in the meantime, while I was still taking control of my life, I wanted a paycheck of my own. My mate said every cent of my money would belong to me, whereas his would be shared between us but it didn’t seem fair.

I wanted to buy him gifts and surprise him with things and not from his paycheck or put it on his credit card.

That afternoon, I cleaned the house as best I could, but Bronson kept things in their place and so, the keeping up with it took up less than thirty minutes. He told me I didn’t have to do that either. He would take care of everything.

But being in this house got boring sometimes.

My new phone rang in my pocket, making me jump a mile high. I still wasn’t used to answering a phone where I knew the person on the other end wouldn’t scream at me.

“Hello, mate.”

He rumbled deep in his chest. “Hello to you. What are you up to?”

“I cleaned and applied for thirteen dozen jobs. Other than that, nothing.”

“Have you eaten? You haven’t been eating enough lately?”

I laughed. “Are you worried about me?”

“I am. You’ve been nauseated a lot and you skipped breakfast this morning even though it was your favorite French toast sticks.”

Sighing, I felt my chest warm at how sweet and caring my mate was. “I’m fine. I’m about to eat something now.”

“Good. I’ll be able to leave here in a few hours. You and I still have a date tonight?”

“Yes. Of course.”

“Excellent. Go eat, please.”

I giggled. “Yes, Daddy.”

I gathered up my new wallet and phone and tucked them into my jacket before walking out the front door. My gaze scanned my surroundings and when Bronson asked if I would agree to have a location tracker on my phone, I agreed. He didn’t care where I went, but if my ex showed up and tried to do something, Bronson would be able to find me. He even brought me to the police station to file a report. They wouldn’t give me a restraining order because I didn’t have any proof, but they knew who he was and that he was after me.

Or was.

I had no idea if Ryder was still tracking me or trying to find me. Hopefully he moved on. Not to another omega. Maybe to some serious counseling.

The corner store a few blocks down offered the best steak sandwich, and all my wolf wanted was meat lately but when I walked in, the smells instantly turned me off.