Page 13 of Building Haven
He sighs deep.“I guess my tailor will be happy with the extra money he’ll be making...Because I’mnotgoing to stop wearing suits just because I’m pregnant.”He tugs at the top of his pants, slightly pouting, though that might just be for show.“Let’s hope I won’t need them any time soon.I heard that if you’ve got some good muscle tone that it might take a while to start showing.”
“Maybe before you start showing.”Vera’s voice is soft.“But not before you’ll start feeling it.”
“Ugh.”Mathew lets out a groan.“I guess that makes sense.”He looks at us.“How did you even start talking about something as random as clothes?”
Vera’s eyes shine as she looks up at him, all smiles.“I was thinking about what things might be harder for you as an Omega, because you’re so tall.”
“And your conclusion was ‘clothes’?”He raises an eyebrow at her.
“Yes.Pregnancy clothes, specifically.I don’t know if they’ll have your size in stores.”
He laughs, ruffling her hair.“Well, then it’s good that all my clothes are made specifically for me and I don’t buy them in stores.”
And, with that, I’m reminded that Mathew is fucking rich and that ‘normal people’ standards do not apply as long as you’ve got enough money to throw at a problem.While Vera’s mind goes to the usual problems like finding clothes within her budget that fit her right, those are things that Mathew never has to deal with.
I guess that now goes for us too…
Yeah, I’m not yet used to this.Clearly.
8
Mathew
By the timewe came home, I was fully awake again, which was good because there’s no way I would be able to sleep with all the noise going on.I know it’ll only be a few more days, but I’m really fucking done with all the noise by now.It’s hard to think and even harder to find somewhere quiet to relax.
We mostly spent our time in the garden until the contractors left for the day, which was the quietest place near the house.Not exactly quiet, but thequietest.I got some work done, mostly replying to emails and looking at some of the progress reports that Derrick and Timothy sent me on different jobs we’ve got going on.
I’ll have to have a meeting with them soon for one of the missions.We’ll have to go through the plans and see how many people we’ll need for it.It’s not a complicated mission, we have to pick up some items and bring them to their new owner.Pretty basic, in theory.
Unlike with Vera and Caleb, the items in question aren’t humans, but that doesn’t mean we can go in without a plan and do whatever we like.There’ll be guards we’ll have to get around and it would be best to leave as few dead bodies behind as possible, since dead bodies means people wanting answers, and answers means trouble.
Maybe I’ll join the team this time around, we need extra people and I’ve not been on any missions since Vera and Caleb arrived, even though I used to go out regularly.My lack of pheromones are a great advantage when we have to slip in and out of places without getting detected.One less thing to worry about.I’ll discuss it with Derrick and Timothy.
I put my laptop aside and close my eyes as I lean back on my elbows.I’ve been so restless for the last couple of days, mostly because I’ve been waiting for our meeting at the hospital, but now that we know that everything is going well with our pregnancies, I finally feel like I can think again.I finally feel like my brain can rest, even though I’ve got lots of work stacked up because I’ve been putting it off.
But before I fall asleep in the warm late afternoon glow, I should take a shower.Otherwise, it won’t happen before I’m so exhausted that I crash the moment I see our bed this evening, and, if the last weeks are any indication, a shower tomorrow morning probably won’t happen, at least not before the contractors arrive and I won’t be able to take a shower in my own bathroom.The showers downstairs are fine, but I prefer the one upstairs.
Sighing, I get up, taking my laptop inside with me, and I look around my office.They’ve taken out all the old flooring and put in new under layers before they’ll add the new flooring in the next few days.The place looks strange and bare without my desk and other furniture and we should repaint the walls before we put everything back.I didn’t realise it until we took everything out, but the paint has discoloured somewhat in the decade since I moved in.
I hear the voices of the others in the new living room as I put my laptop in the library.Caleb has been spending most of yesterday and this afternoon emptying out the new living room, since it’s currently mostly used for storage, and he’s been finding plenty of things that I totally forgot that we had.Though, most of them are things that were a ‘good idea not to lose’ and, of course, we then totally forgot about.
For a moment, I’m tempted to join them, but I feel sticky and if I don’t take a shower now, I’ll fall asleep without one.
Their voices fade away as I walk up the stairs to our bedroom.The hallway is filled with furniture, boxes and bags at the moment, since every room apart from our bedroom have been taken apart to nothing.Luckily, the only real change to our bedroom is the new bed and the reorganising of the dressers and other things to fit it in.Which took less than a day to do.
I glance at the large bed.Like Vera said, it’s basically the same as I had, just much, much bigger.I’m really glad that we got it, since we can’t really use the nest right now, and with the warmer weather, sleeping in the bedroom is much nicer, not as stuffy.
I let out a soft laugh as I slowly take my dress shirt off as I walk over to the bathroom, passing the bed.The thing is big enough that we can choose if we want to cuddle up or not, and we don’t have to worry about being in other people’s way.Lack of personal space was already an issue when it was just Vera, Caleb and me, but with Jorge and Riley added, my old bed was definitely not working out anymore.
The blankets situation is something we still have to figure out, since one big blanket doesn’t work, someone is always too hot or too cold.Or, much more common, someone is hogging all of it and not sharing with the others…
Putting the dress shirt on the chair next to the door, I get rid of my suit pants and then step into the bathroom, first turning the shower on before I take off my socks and boxer briefs.As the shower heats up, I check myself in the mirror before it fogs up.
I run my hand over my chest down to my stomach, tensing my muscles.I can’t see or feel any changes yet, no matter how hard I try.
From the scan this morning, we now have definitive confirmation that I’m pregnant, even if my body doesn’t show it yet.Part of me is impatient to watch my body change over the coming months, as life is growing inside me.Another part of me doesn’t want anything to change, because once I start showing, my life as an ‘Alpha’ will be over.And that’s scary.
With a sigh, I step into the shower, letting the hot water crash down on my shoulders like a waterfall, relaxing my muscles.Today is one of those days that I’m very grateful for the jet feature, it’s just the right amount of heat and pressure to get the kinks out of my shoulders.
