Doctor Perfect: The Omegas of Sweet Water, Texas

by Beau Brown

  Priscilla smiled. “Excellent.”

  I didn’t know whether Fox had told Priscilla about my little run in with him and Aaron the day of the accident. She’d met Aaron when he visited Fox a few times, and seemed to like him. Frankly, I had no real reason not to like Aaron, other than he’d been trying to get with Fox. That wasn’t really his fault, and he’d always been respectful to me. I sighed and tried to let go of my resentment toward the younger alpha. He was a good nurse, I needed to stop being petty. Fox was mine for now. I needed to relax and trust what we had. Or could have.

  “Fox probably gets to go home today.” Priscilla volunteered.

  “Yeah, he told me when I stopped in to see him. He looks amazing.” Aaron took a bite of his bagel.

  Irritation prickled the back of my neck when he mentioned visiting Fox. But I held my tongue.

  “I try to check in on our boy at least once a day.” Aaron chewed, unaware every word out of his mouth was annoying me.

  “You visit him every day?” I had trouble keeping my tone pleasant.

  Aaron nodded. “Sure. He seems to enjoy my visits.”

  “He really likes you.” Priscilla chimed in.

  “I’d have loved to be more than friends—“ He seemed to suddenly remember I was sitting there, and he gave me an uneasy glance. “I mean… friends is good too. I’m… I’m fine just being friends.”

  Grunting, I stood. “I’ll see you later, Priscilla.” I turned my gaze on Aaron. “You too, I suppose.”

  He grimaced. “I hope so. I enjoy working with you, sir.”

  I gave a stiff smile and walked away. I wasn’t thrilled with my performance, but it was really difficult to stamp down my displeasure at him still sniffing around Fox. Maybe it was natural for him to pursue Fox, but it was equally natural for me to fight for what I considered was mine.

  The rest of my shift was unspectacular. I delivered two babies, and then tackled a mountain of paperwork I’d put off for far too long. My mind drifted to Fox often, and I had trouble focusing. I was excited to drive him home later today. I knew there’d be no fooling around, not yet. He was way too bruised and sore, but I was looking forward to holding him without prying eyes watching us. I craved his company and wanted to spend a quiet evening with just the two of us.

  I was about ready to call it a day, when a nurse knocked on my door. Nurse Petri came in looking uneasy, and I had her sit.

  “Sorry to bother you, Dr. Prost.” She studied what looked like a lab report.

  “No problem, what can I do for you?” I clasped my hands on the desk, giving her my full attention.

  “I have some surprising news for one of our patients, and I wasn’t sure if I should tell the patient directly, or have you do that.”

  I frowned. “What sort of news?”

  “It’s of a personal nature.” She shifted uneasily. “Apparently it was overlooked in the previous blood tests, but I was going over this patient’s blood work because he’s being sent home today. I always do that just to be sure nothing was missed.”

  I gave her a pleasant smile. “Sounds like a good habit. Especially since you caught something.”

  “Thank you.” She laughed. “I think it was overlooked because the doctors were more focused on brain scans and things like that.”

  “I see.” I nodded. “Well, how can I help?”

  She grimaced. “I came to you because I know that you and the patient are… close.”

  “Okay.” I was really wishing she’d get to the point. I wanted to finish up my work so I could take Fox home soon.

  “It’s about Nurse Fox.”

  My ears pricked immediately, and anxiety rolled through me. “Go on.”

  “Um… well…” She laughed uneasily.

  “Nurse Petri, is it something serious?”

  “I suppose that all depends on your point of view.”

  Worry tangled with irritation as I studied her. “I don’t understand what you’re trying to say.”

  “Sorry. This is a bit awkward. But I figure it’s best to tell you, and then you can tell him.”

  “Yes. Fine. But I still have no idea what it is you want me to tell him.”

  She licked her lips and held up the report. “It would appear that Nurse Fox is pregnant.”

  Shocked, I sat stunned for a few moments. Then I cleared my throat and said, “Could you please repeat that?”

  “I know. It’s shocking that it was over looked. But this most recent blood test shows he’s still pregnant, even after the shock of the accident. If he’d lost the baby, the level of hCG wouldn’t have doubled in his blood stream, but it has since the first test.”

  I stared at her wide eyed, my mind a swirl of jumbled thoughts. Fox was pregnant? How? We’d been so careful whenever we’d had sex. Maybe I’d fantasized about fucking him bareback, but we’d always used a condom. Always.

  “I can see you’re shocked.” She sighed. “Can you imagine how much more shocked Nurse Fox will be? I think it might be better coming from a friend, rather than me.”

  I continued to sit in stunned silence.

  “Are you willing to speak to him about this?” She arched her brow.

  I found my voice, finally. “Uh… I… of course.” How the hell was I going to break this news to Fox? He’d be mortified. The last thing either of us wanted was a kid, and this pregnancy could easily sideline his career for a while.

  “I’ll just leave this with you.” She set the lab results on my desk, and stood. “Good luck.” She left the room, closing the door behind her.

  I picked up the report, feeling uneasy. Fox was going to freak out, there was no doubt in my mind. He’d probably be so upset he might want to stop seeing me. My heart sped up at the thought of that. We’d only just gotten on solid ground again, and now this could explode our fragile relationship. “Jesus.” I raked a hand through my hair, trying to figure out the best way to tell Fox.

  Maybe once I had him home, I could break the news to him. Then at least he’d have privacy to react however he needed to. I tried to reassure myself that Fox wouldn’t stop seeing me. I knew he really liked me, but would he blame me for some reason? Sometimes when something was a huge shock you struck out at those around you, whether it was their fault or not. Maybe he wouldn’t trust me to stand by him. I would. I would definitely stand beside him if he’d let me.

  I exhaled roughly, trying to picture a child in my life. It was a terrifying thought, but at the same time, knowing it was Fox’s baby gave me a warm feeling in my chest. I didn’t kid myself Fox would have that same reaction. Not when he was the one who’d have to carry, and have the child. His life was going to be disrupted hugely, and there was no way around that. Maybe he’d resent me because my life could mostly go on as usual. I hoped not. I didn’t want to lose him before I even had a real chance to be with him the way I wanted.

  I glanced at my watch. I was supposed to go get Fox and take him home in an hour. Whereas before time had seemed to drag, it now felt like it was racing by. Anxiety ate at me as I prepared to go to Fox. I’d have to act normal when I first saw him. It wouldn’t be easy to keep my mouth shut, not with something this huge weighing on me.

  I forced myself to work, glancing at the clock every few minutes. I wasn’t even sure what I’d accomplished by the time I needed to leave my office. I made the trip up in the elevator to Fox’s room, my stomach churning. When I walked into his room, he was sitting on the edge of his bed, wearing a huge grin. I couldn’t help but smile back, and he stood and we hugged. I wanted to kiss him desperately, but a nurse walked into the room with some follow up care instructions.

  Once we were in the elevator, there were other people too, so we behaved. However, when I got him to my car, we were finally able to kiss. His mouth was warm and greedy on mine, and my heart ached at the thought I might lose that with him. I tangled my fingers in his hair, and explored his mouth with my tongue, loving the little moans he gave. I had to be careful with him because his ribs were s
till bruised, but it was hard because he was aggressive sexually. He rubbed my erection through my pants, squeezing until I had to stop him, or I’d get too turned on.

  “Take me home.” He licked his lips, sitting back and carefully putting on his seatbelt.

  “My pleasure.” I started the engine, well aware my dick was tenting my crotch.

  “I’ve been thinking about how you can fuck me and not hurt my ribs.”

  My cock throbbed at his casual statement. “Is that right?” I knew I needed to talk to him before we had sex. It was the right thing to do, but it wouldn’t be easy. Not when he wanted me this bad, and I wanted him.

  “Yeah. I’ve been thinking about sex with you for days.” He laughed, and placed his hand on my thigh. “It wasn’t like I could rub one out with the nurses around day and night.”

  “You keep talking about sex and I’m not gonna be able to drive.” I blew out a shaky breath.

  He chuckled. “Here’s what we’ll do; I’ll lie on my back, scoot to the edge of the bed and rest my legs on your shoulders. Then you can fuck me all night without hurting my ribs too much.”

  “Shit, Fox. Stop.” My cock ached.

  He sighed. “I can’t. I’m so fucking horny.”

  I concentrated on the road, willing my dick to go down. Thinking about what I needed to tell him helped a little, nothing like extreme anxiety to deflate a cock. I managed to change the subject, and we talked about his recovery and how his mom wanted to come over and help out. By the time we arrived at his house, I had my libido under control. I followed Fox into his home, and he went through the mail on the kitchen table that his parents had gathered for him. The house smelled stale, so I opened a window and turned on the air conditioner to air it out.

  His mom had put fresh sheets on his bed, and stocked his fridge with food. I had to admire how helpful and warm his whole family was. My parents had always loved me, but Fox’s family were like something out of a movie. They were all so supportive and loving, it was nice to see. Being an only child, I’d always been the apple of my parent’s eyes, but they hadn’t always supported my choices, like me being a doctor. I got the feeling Fox’s family would support him no matter what.

  I followed him to his bedroom, knowing it was time to have the conversation I’d been dreading. He sat on the edge of his bed, looking tired. But tired or not, he unbuttoned his shirt, giving me a flirty glance. I braced myself and sat beside him on the bed. When he reached over and tried to unzip my pants, I grabbed his hands.

  “Fox, we need to talk.”

  He pulled his hands back immediately and his expression became guarded. “Why?”

  “I need to tell you something.”

  “Oh, really?”

  “Yeah, uh…” I laughed uneasily. “This is difficult.”

  His mouth hardened. “I knew it.”

  “Knew what?”

  “You’ve changed your mind about us, haven’t you.?” He shook his head. “I fucking knew it. Is that why you’re acting so weird?”

  “I’m acting weird?”

  “You didn’t seem very interested in sex.” He scowled.

  “That’s because you’re still bruised and battered.”

  “Sure it is.”

  “Fox, I’m not trying to call it off with you. I still want to see you just as much as ever.”

  He didn’t look convinced. “Why do you look so grim?”

  “Because what I need to tell you is serious.” I sighed. “And I don’t think you’re going to be happy.”

  His eyes darkened with concern. “Is something wrong with me? Am I not healing properly?”

  “Nothing like that. You’re healthy.”

  “Then what?” He wrinkled his brow.

  I closed my eyes, willing myself to be brave. When I opened them, he was still frowning.

  “You’re kind of freaking me out,” he said quietly.

  “I know. I’m sorry.” I sucked in a calming breath. “First off, I want to say I’m here, and we’re in this together.”

  He squinted. “Please just tell me what you need to. I can’t take the suspense.”

  I took his hands. “I had a visit from Nurse Petri today.”

  “Okay.”

  “She was double checking your blood work just to be sure nothing was missed.” I felt breathless.

  “And she found something?”

  “Yes.”

  He swallowed hard. “Is it bad?”

  “Well, it’s shocking. I don’t know that it’s bad. You might think it is.” I winced because I could tell from his expression, I wasn’t making any sense.

  His fingers gripped mine. “Just say it.”

  “Okay, but I don’t want you to be upset. I’ll be here with you every step of the way.” I had no idea what that would entail, but I wanted to be with Fox, and the baby was mine too.

  “God, please just tell me before I have a stroke.”

  I blew out a steadying breath. “The blood test Nurse Petri gave me shows that you’re pregnant.”

  “What?” He looked startled.

  “You’re… You’re pregnant.”

  His mouth went slack and his eyes widened. “No. There’s no way that can be true.”

  I just grimaced.

  “The test has to be wrong.”

  “I have the lab results in the car, if you want to see them?” I wanted to comfort him, but I had no idea how to go about that.

  “This has to be a mistake.” He pulled his hands from mine, and stood. “It has to be.”

  “I thought the same thing, but it’s not.”

  “But, we always used protection.”

  “Obviously one of the condoms must have been faulty.”

  “Did you actually look at the test results, or are you just taking Nurse Petri’s word for it?”

  “I looked. They’re legit, Fox. I’m sorry. I know this is a shock.”

  Raking a hand through his hair, he started walking back and forth. “This can’t be happening. No way this is happening. I can’t be pregnant. I just can’t be.”

  I had no idea what to say. He looked demoralized and shaken. Most omegas would be happy to be pregnant, but I knew Fox was mostly worried about what a pregnancy would do to his job. “It’ll be all right.”

  He turned and faced me, his cheeks flushed. “How is it going to be okay?”

  My face warmed. “You know, Fox, this is a shock for me too.”

  “Yeah, but you can still work. This won’t destroy your career.”

  Scowling, I said, “Your career is not ruined. Come on, Fox. You can still work while you’re pregnant, at least for the first seven months or so. Then you’ll just take a little time off to deliver, and then get back to work.”

  “Sounds like a dream come true,” he muttered.

  “I’m simply saying you can still keep your job.” I made sure I sounded patient.

  “I can’t believe this is happening.” He shook his head, looking depressed. “I can’t afford a baby.”

  “You’re not alone. I’m in this with you.” I moved closer to him. “I’ll help in any way I can.”

  His eyes were dark blue with emotion. “If you’re still around in eight months.”

  I flinched at his bitter words. “Ouch.”

  He inched away from me, hugging his body. “We barely know each other. We had enough trouble getting along before, and throwing a baby into the mix isn’t going to help any.”

  “I’m not going anywhere.”

  “Sure. You say that now.”

  My patience slipped a little. “Fox, have I ever done anything to make you distrust me like this?”

  He looked almost sheepish. “No.”

  “Then why are you giving me such a hard time?” I chuffed. “You know, I didn’t have to tell you about the pregnancy. If I’d wanted to ghost you, I’d have just stopped calling. If I was a jerk, I could have pretended I knew nothing about the pregnancy, or said it wasn’t my kid. But I’m not doing any of that, am I? I’
m standing right here, telling you I’ll be by your side.”

  A muscle in his cheek twitched. “We were just supposed to have fun together, and get to know each other. Now this? I can’t expect you to stick with me just because I got pregnant.”

  The fear in his voice was palpable, and it softened my anger.

  “You’re acting like being with you is something bad. I happen to really like you. I wanted to keep seeing you because I want you around, Fox.” I shrugged. “Is the prospect of a baby daunting? Hell yes. But I’m a grown up. I knew that anytime I had sex, the possibility of a pregnancy was real. I’m as shocked as you that you’re pregnant. But I’m not going to act like it’s a tragedy. It’s harder on you physically than it is me, but we’re both in this. I’m gonna be a father. That’s exciting, and also terrifying. But I’ll tell you one thing, I’m up for the challenge if you are.”

  His eyes glittered. “What if I’m not?”

  I frowned. “Meaning what?”

  “What if… what if I don’t want to have the baby?”

  My gut churned, but I kept my expression blank. “Of course you have that option.”

  “Would you hate me?” He swallowed. “If I got rid of the baby, would you resent me?”

  I hesitated. “I wouldn’t hate you.”

  “But you’d be upset?”

  “I guess I’d find it sad? That baby is a part of you and me.” I shrugged. “But I’d never force you to have a baby you didn’t want. That would be stupid and pointless. I promise I’ll support you no matter what your choice.”

  He touched his stomach, his expression tense. “I always felt sorry for omegas who got pregnant without an alpha. Now I’m one of them.”

  Without stopping to think, I said, “Fox, I’ll be your alpha if you want me. I’ll claim you and make you mine if that will give you peace of mind?”

  He looked startled. “What? No. I don’t want an alpha that way.”

  “It’s not easy on a single pregnant omega.” As I spoke, I realized the idea of Fox being my omega didn’t scare me. I’d had no interest in settling down before, but something about Fox made that seem appealing. In fact, the idea of claiming fox as my own, pleased me far more than I’d have ever imagined.

  “I’m not letting you claim me because you feel sorry for me.”