“You’re an omega,” the doctor corrected. “It was something you said,” she looked at Troy, “about Beck suddenly not liking coffee that got me wondering. My sister Kate couldn’t drink coffee during her pregnancies. I did some research this afternoon in the CSA’s archives. I couldn’t find a whole lot, just occasional references to omegas having the potential of carrying children.”
Beck rubbed his stomach with his free hand.
“So I drew blood and did a pregnancy test and…”
“Guess that explains why I’ve been sick lately,” Beck said quietly.
The doctor nodded.
Troy finally found his voice. “I’m gonna be a dad.”
* * * *
“Troy, for f**k’s sake, stop smothering me!” Beck hurled a throw pillow at Troy.
“Sorry.” Troy caught the throw pillow and put it back on the sofa. “It’s just…” Troy starte
