Kiss Me

Omegaverse

Marcus

Part Seventeen

I was shattered. Done. My body just couldn't do anymore. I'd been cleaning like I'd never cleaned before and Walker's apartment wasn't even dirty. I just had this deep annoying urge to clean absolutely everything, even myself, twice! My hands hurt and my back was aching. Like aching so bad I wanted to cry a little. Obviously we'd been having sex like the world was going to end any day now, I'd exhausted myself and also chucked out the mustard because I couldn't even smell the stuff anymore. My new craving was cheetos and they weren't much better. So before my mind kicked my ass into cleaning or wanting cheetos I decided it was high time I called my mom. It had been months since I last spoke to her, I owe her. I had to tell her I'm pregnant and going to the doctors tomorrow. So I grabbed my phone and took myself to the balcony and sat back in one of the chairs. I waited for my mom to answer, which wasn't long. "Momma."

"Oh if it isn't my only child. Where in the hell have you been? I've tried calling you numerous times but was always diverted."

Oops, I thought. I had changed my number. What a schmuck. "Momma. I'm sorry, please forgive me because I have the biggest news your dear heart will ever hear."

I swear I heard my mom smile. Is that weird? "I miss you bunny. What's the news? Are you coming home?"

"Right, well...nooo because I'm in Florida…."

"What the fuck Marcus! You go to Florida and not tell me? What kind of son are you? You demon child! No way did I carry you for nine damn months. You must have been swapped at birth, really."

I sighed at my own mom's dramatics. "Seriously momma? But I need to tell you my news before you kill over."

"Fine, go ahead." She mumbled. 

"Right, well….I'm pregnant…."

"Oh my god! Marcus I swear I'm going to disown you."

"Oh come ooooon momma. Listen to me, please."

"Right, carry on."

Clearing the gravel out of my throat. I proceed. "So, I'm pregnant and living in Florida with my boyfriend….well, sort of fiancé but without the ring," I sniggered and thought cock rings would be good. "Anyway we paired and I love him to the moon so you need to get out here and come see for yourself, okay momma?"

"Oh….Marcus, you finally settled down. I'm so happy bunny," Oh I do wish she'd stop calling me fucking bunny. "Momma is happy and I forgive you for not telling me sooner. I love you." Okay, It was so sweet. I stuck my bottom lip out to convey what I could about what she was saying, even though she still calls me bloody bunny.

"Will you come out and see us? I have a doctors appointment tomorrow. Maybe a scan. It won't be the same over video call, but that can't be helped. So get here."

"Yes. We will definitely come."

"Thank you." Oh no, tears. Not the tears and I hitched on a sob.

"Oh bunny, don't cry. You need a mom hug. Me and your father will come out as soon as possible. We'll ask Mr Peters to watch the horses."

Ugh, horses. "Great momma. I want you here and yes, I need a mom hug."

"Are you showing a baby belly?"

I looked down at myself and admittedly over the last week I'd started to show signs of a little pot belly or it was because I consumed food like a human vacuum. "A little I guess."

"I'm so happy Marcus. You finally settled and stopped bar hopping all over the place. Your father keeps on about kicking your arse, he can't now," I heard the humor and love in my moms voice. It lifted my heart. The levity of the moment was both awesome and scary. I was giving my mom a grandchild, the only thing is, it's not Walker's but she didn't need to know that. I refused enough in the beginning and now I couldn't wait for our baby to get here. Yeah, our baby. "Oh, silly bugger. I need to go bunny, the damn dog is at the chickens again."

Of fuck! I also hate chickens, unless it's on my plate steaming hot. "Alright momma. I love you and I will call you tomorrow. Say hi to dad for me."

"Nope, we'll do one better and you can call us later. Make it about seven thirty. Love you baby boy." And she hung up after screaming at Chompers. Ha! I named that dog. My mom hates it and it's nice she kept it as Chombers. Still I was becoming an emotional wreck on Walker's balcony. I was so blessed to have a mom like mine. After the years of me being a complete bratt, she still loved me more than life itself. Most parents, maybe would have given up on a son who didn't bother half as much as they did. Except my mom, she never would no matter how awful or stupid I was. Growing up I took so much for granted. I acted like an asshole and gave my parents shit for doing their best. I just didn't see it. I guess I used the 'I'm an Omega and I hate life because of it' card too often that I started actually hating the fact I was an Omega. So as soon I found out what I could do as an Omega and the power I wielded I was off. Fucking anything that had a dick or money. I took advantage of something others would kill to have. That being an Omega wasn't actually so bad. Still, I took all I could get until finally, I caught the most perfect guy and he caught me back.

I groaned as I stood, trying to stretch out the muscles in my back and made my way from the balcony to our bedroom. It smelled so strongly of Walker and I closed my eyes briefly, picturing him before he left for work. Neat suit trousers. Belt buckled around the waist. Shirt open looking hot as hell. Then I turned around and caught myself in his full length mirror. My hand cupped my mouth and immediately I began to cry. My belly really was starting to look round and so cute. Suddenly I felt beautiful. I felt overwhelmed. I felt like a prissy girl, all happy. I simply stood there, vanity damned and tried to picture his expression when he notices too. Or maybe he had already but just hadn't said anything. Oh I don't care because I loved it. "Please….please be a girl." I whispered through a sob. But as quick as the happiness spread through me, it dissipated just as quickly when I thought about who the father could be. What if he is really ugly? I've slept with so many guys I've lost count. I'm such a man whore.

"Oh, shit. Wow…" I jumped in defense at the voice to see Craig looking at me. "Oh fuck, don't kill me." He said.

I was so wrapped up in myself I hadn't heard the door. "Fuck off Craig!"

"Calm down. Jesus, I didn't mean to scare you, I was on my way to the toilet."

"Where's Walker?" I snapped.

"On his way in. Nice belly." He laughed and walked away.

"Fuck you asshole!"

"Not on your life!" I heard him shout back.

God! He didn't need to freak me the fuck out. Creepy fucking shit for brains. Then I saw Walker. My angel and I walked to him and wrapped my arms right around his neck. "Hey there beautiful. What's wrong?"

"Craig freaked me out," my lip started quivering again. "And….and I have a little baby belly."

I pulled back and Walker looked down between us. "It's beautiful," he whispers and rubs his hand over my stomach. "It suits you. I love you."

"Ugh, I'm getting sick looking at you two."

"Then don't look you pervert freak." I bit.

"Pregnant guys don't it for me, sorry."

Walker hummed out a chuckle and wrapped an arm around me. "Don't argue. Craig's just jealous because no one wants him."

"Whatever. You got any cola?"

"In the fridge," Walker said and turned his attention straight back to me the second Craig was gone. "You look so gorgeous Boo."

"Yeah, I know." I mumbled.

"One day your head will explode."

"Oh, I spoke to my mom. I need to call her again at seven thirty."

"Did you tell her?" He asked, threading his fingers with mine and walking me into the kitchen.

"Yep. She's so happy and excited. They're going to come out and visit as soon as possible."

"Really? Wow, I'm nervous."

"Don't be…."

"If he's their spawn, I'd be nervous there buddy." Craig said, cutting me off.

"Why hasn't he been chucked under a bus? Or took a long walk off a short cliff?"

"You just killed him twice in less than five seconds. Impressive."

"I aim to please," I smiled. "Anyway, why is the dip shit here?"

Walker laughed. "Well, as much Craig won't admit it. He wanted to see you."

"Liar!" Craig shouted. Then I looked at him looking at me over the rim of his coke can. Oh damn. He started blushing.

"Awe Craig," I mocked. "You secretly love me? How cute."

"I'm leaving. He seems fine. See ya," I quickly swatted Craig's butt as he walked past and the most hilarious but cute squeak left him. Oh. My God. "I'll be back when the baby is born!"

I giggled. "Did he really just get mega embarrassed?"

"Yeah. He actually called me twice today to see how you're doing."

"So Mr big and tough actually has a heart?"

"He does and talking about parents. I called my mom."

"And?" Walker grinned and went to the fridge. "And!?"

"I told her. Obviously not every detail. But she's damn excited."

"What about your dad?"

"He wasn't there. He's on business again. But...my mom is coming over later tomorrow."

"Oh god. Oh god. I should stop walking around half nude."

"Only when my mother is here." Well, I'm screwed. His mom is so going to hate me. I know it. I have the kind of face only my mom would love and Walker, only because he's weird. Right, I thought. Not saying it out loud, but you little bundle of joy best make his mom like me. I rubbed my belly. You best look all cute and cool in the scan picture if we end up having one so she'll love me. And with that thought over I joined Walker on the sofa and cuddled up to him while he switched on the TV and automatically put the cartoon network on. How glorious, he catches on quickly. This is why I love him so damn much.