know. "Then please explain to me why you just asked what you did."
"Have you got a calendar handy?"
"No, what the hell does a calendar have to d—" Ben stopped mid-word as his brain finally caught up with what Liam was trying to tell him. "Fuck."
"Yeah, you could say that," Liam chuckled.
"I've been so busy lately, and with everything with Tommy, the thought to check the lunar calendar never even crossed my mind. Hell, I didn't even know claiming Tommy was going to be an option until it happened." Ben ran his fingers through his hair as he settled on one of the bar stools in his kitchen. Shit, shit, shit.
"Well, as a mated wolf, I keep very close watch on the calendar and I tried to tell you last night but you just ignored me and left."
Shit, shit, double shit.
"Does he even know it's a possibility?"
"Yeah, when I sat down and talked through everything with Declan, Tommy walked in halfway through the conversation so I told him everything. I mean, I knew the man was your mate and the possibility of it happening in the future was there so I thought it couldn't hurt to forewarn the man."
"Thanks." Well, that was something at least. Ben wasn't looking forward to explaining to his mate about the possibility of him becoming pregnant, but after last night, Ben didn't really think he had much of a choice.
"Declan's going to shit bricks if you got his baby bro pregnant, man." Liam cackled at him.
Ben groaned. "Declan can cater the baby shower and he'll be happy again."
Liam's cackle turned into a full-on laugh, and Ben couldn't help but join in with his friend.
"I'm so going to tell him you said that."
"Don't you dare!" Ben wasn't that stupid. Declan would more than likely go after his balls for that comment.
"Well, seeing as how you're now officially my in-law, it's nice to start this new relationship off with something I have over you." Ben could hear the happiness in Liam's voice so he wasn't too serious when he growled at his Beta.
"Like I don't already have a ton of stuff on you," Ben said as he chuckled evilly.
"Yeah, I know. We can't know each other for as long as we have without picking this shit up. But in all seriousness, Ben, congratulations on claiming your mate. I hope you two will be very happy together."
"Thanks, Liam. And thanks for the call this morning. Now I just need to figure out how to tell my mate."
"Tell me what?" A soft voice came from behind him. Ben swung around on the stool so quickly he nearly toppled off. Steadying himself with a hand on the kitchen bench, Ben looked at Tommy standing in the entrance to the kitchen wearing nothing but a sheet, his hair all dishevelled and patterns still pressed into his cheek from where he had been sleeping on it. Ben didn't think he'd ever seen a more beautiful sight.
"Liam, I've got to go."
"Good luck." Ben didn't wait to hear anymore. He pressed the screen to disconnect his call and placed the phone on the counter.
"Come here, pup," Ben said as he held out a hand for Tommy. His mate didn't have to be told twice. He crossed the distance between them quickly and went right into Ben's arms.
Ben wrapped around his mate, breathing in his wonderful earthy scent and sighed in happiness.
Tommy reached up and kissed the underside of his jaw. "What did you need to tell me?" he asked for a second time.
Ben pulled his mate up until he had him sitting on Ben's lap. Ben's hands burrowed under the sheet until he reached skin and then settled lightly pressed against Tommy's belly.
"Last night was the night of the new moon," Ben said. He had never really been one to procrastinate over things, preferring to just say what he needed to and get it over and done with.
Tommy looked at him blankly for all of thirty seconds before his eyes got almost comically large and he sucked in a breath. He looked down to where Ben's hand was resting against his belly.
"You mean I'm…"
"No, but the possibility is there. I guess we'll just have to wait and see if you are or
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