"Kid?"
"Yeah?" the Alpha asks, looking at his- the Omega.
"How do you plan to make this work?"
"Make what work?"
"This." Leo gestures at his bump. "There'll be nine of us. How is it going to work? We'll have to buy furniture, clothes, diapers, toys, bottles, maybe formula … it's all expensive. How are we going to do it all?"
Leo's dark eyes are worried, a frown pulling at his lips, and Kid forces his eyes off the soft bow they make to focus on the question.
"I'm not sure, to tell you the truth," he says. "We'll figure it out, don't worry." Leo nods dubiously, frown deepening, and the Alpha wraps his arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry," he repeats seriously. "I promise you it'll work out. I'll make it work if I have to seduce and blackmail a billionaire."
Leo shifts until he's facing him, tossing his black curls over his shoulder, dark eyes serious and intent, and Kid swallows as his mouth goes dry. Those smooth, soft-looking lips are right there … he leans in and captures them with his own. Leo starts, but he doesn't pull away.
