Page 112 of Talk About… Dramay

This one was still bigger than the ones in Rockwood Valley, butHeavenly Nests’window display was convincing that we were in the right place.

“Yeah, let’s start here. You know our girl is all about supporting small businesses,” Cameron agreed. “Good find.”

He gave me a fist bump before we hurried inside, eager now that we were this close.

“Welcome in! Are you here for your omega?” an older omega called out. She had large glasses that slid down her nose and curly gray that was pulled into a big, poofy ponytail. Her style was as colorful as the store and I trusted that she was exactly the person we needed.

“We are,” Cameron said. “We’ve got her mood board here. Is there someone who can help us find everything she needs for a brand new nest? Hers is a blank canvas, and it can’t stay that way, especially with her heat hitting really fast.”

“Oh dear,” she said, eyes widening. “Show me what you got. I’m ready.” She grabbed a few things off her desk, including a tablet and a notepad. With a push of her glasses, we had all her attention.

She focused on Cameron’s phone as he flipped through the pictures, taking notes, nodding along, and even queuing up a few things in the online shopping cart.

“Preferably everything we can find in person,” I said quickly, afraid she’d be ready to ship half of it. We needed all we could, now. Not later.

“Of course,” she promised. “Anything on here we have in inventory. I’m just marking it so I can find it. It’s my way of staying organized,” she promised.

After that, this omega turned into a machine. She called out into the back, and two beta men came out, giving her indulgent smiles.

She ran this place like a drill sergeant. They didn’t even flinch as she barked orders. In fact, they followed happily, smiles on their faces.

The betas collected everything she said until the counter was a mountain of colorful fabrics and nesting items.

I wasn’t sure how half of these things were going to go together, but that would be a problem for when we got there.

At least we’d have Roman with his artistic eye in the mix to save this situation. The rest of us were hopeless.

As she sent the betas off in search of a few more things, she turned to us, giving a reassuring smile.

“Don’t worry, honies. I’ll show you everything I’ve got at the end. Then you can pick and choose what you want.”

Cameron nodded, then turned to me. “We’re getting it all, right?”

I snorted and shook my head. “Oh, absolutely. We can even put some in storage if we have to. Then she has options later when she’s more comfortable with it.”

He offered his fist, and I bumped mine to his again, glad we were on the same side. Cameron was an easy alpha to get along with.

Oriana might have hated the thought of nesting, but I had a feeling when she saw what we were about to create, she’d feel a whole lot different.

Even if it took time for her to come to terms with it, that would be fine. She knew what her omega needed.

We just wanted her to have the option.

Either way, we were a patient pack, and we wouldn’t be giving up on our omega.

Cameron

My omega didn’t havea nest. In fact, she was terrified of nesting. Because of me.

I did this to her. The amount of pain I caused was unforgivable, yet here she was working past those old feelings and giving me a second chance.

Sure, we were young. But this? This was all on me.

I had to fix it. Or at least try. It wasn’t like I was going to push her into it if she refused, but at least she’d have a new nest as a fresh start and could use it anytime she felt up for it.

If she ever did.

The smell of paint was building in the air as Lane and I turned the rest of the space into a cozy nest. Once we hung the sheet fabric over the walls, it was like a whole new room and we were just getting started.