Omega Lover Boxset: Mpreg Family Series

By Beau Brown

Non-shifter Mpreg romance boxset

Chad Templeton loves running his wedding cake business. That is until he has to make a cake for Robert Smart. Robert is everything Chad hates in an alpha: demanding, arrogant and thinks he knows best.

Robert finds the omega, Chad, extremely touchy. But what he can’t deny is the heat between the two of them. When he convinces Chad they don’t have to like each other to sleep with each other, Chad agrees.

Their night together is supposed to be a one-off. But there’s no way this alpha and omega are going to get off that easy.

This is the finished boxset in my new Mpreg Family Series. This story is a non-shifter Mpreg set in a contemporary setting. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Beau Brown
• Release date: Sep 5, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386681939

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Chapter One

Chad

Jesus, don’t tip it. I growled, balancing the wedding cake box. All the stackers in the world won’t keep it upright if you lay the damn box on its side.

Relax, boss. This isn’t my first rodeo. Sal rolled his eyes.

Yeah, well, we both know Robert isn’t going to go easy on us if this sucker ends up on the cement.

This cake had been a nightmare since the first phone call from the best man, Robert Smart. The bride, Amelia, had been lovely, but the best man had been a pain in the ass to deal with. First, he’d insisted on a gluten-free coconut cake with raspberry filling, which was no easy task. Not if you wanted it to actually have the taste and texture of a real wedding cake. And to top it off, he’d wanted a thousand handmade edible flowers to adorn the dessert. I’d almost had a stroke because of this stupid cake.

Tell me again why the best man is handling all of this instead of the bride and groom?

Because he’s paying for his brother’s wedding and I guess that means he gets to have final say about everything. I stepped carefully through the back door of the kitchen. He’s a bit of a control freak if you ask me.

Sal snorted, following me slowly through the door way. And that’s saying something coming from you.

I’m a saint compared to him.

Well, he is an alpha.

Very true. Alphas in our society tended to be extremely used to getting their way. Omegas like me and Sal were a little easier going. In theory. I could admit I was pretty high strung for an omega.

The kitchen was buzzing with activity since the caterer had beat me here. I was relieved I didn’t have to cater the whole wedding. If Robert had been this big of a pain with just the cake, I couldn’t imagine what he’d have been like with the entire menu.

We made our way carefully into the main dining area of the country club. The tables were adorned with white cloths, burgundy napkins and crystal glasses. Each table had ornate flower arrangements with bright pink peonies and purple hydrangeas. There was a deejay and a four piece jazz band setting up at the end of the room, and the sax player was warming up as Sal and I took the cake to a stand near the gift table.

We cut the taped flap on the cake box and slowly pulled the four tier cake from the container. Very carefully we centered it on the table and then I began adding some live flowers to give the cake an elegant, fresh look. When I’d finished, I stood back and scanned the cake very slowly to make sure it was perfect.

Robert Smart came striding into the room and even though he annoyed the crap out of me, I had to admit he looked handsome as hell in his tux. We’d only met in person once before and I’d forgotten how attractive he was. His shiny black hair brushed his collar and his jacket fit his muscular build perfectly. When he saw me he hesitated and then he moved toward me.

Chad. He nodded his head in greeting.

Robert. We shook hands. Well, what do you think? I gestured toward the cake.

He narrowed his eyes and then he gave a curt, It’s nice.

Nice? I busted my ass on this cake and all I get is nice?

I attempted to hide my displeasure, but he must have noticed because he said, For the amount of money I paid, I thought it would be bigger.

An impatient chuff escaped my lips.

What? He frowned.

Price isn’t always about the size of things.

He rubbed his jaw, looking dubious.

Those white roses are handmade. I spent almost a hundred hours this week forming and molding them personally.

He looked surprised and then he shrugged. I assumed they were plastic.

I gasped, and Sal gave an uneasy laugh as he walked away with the empty cake box toward the kitchen. You requested edible flowers. I made each one myself.

He grimaced. Did I request that they be edible? I guess I did.

Yes, I snapped. Irritation prickled my neck as I held Robert’s gaze. Good to know my time was well spent.

He gave a gruff laugh. Well don’t get insulted. The cake looks nice.

There was that word again. Nice. I’m speechless.

You? Speechless? I find that hard to believe. He smirked.

Excuse me?

You like to talk. Nothing wrong with that.

I scowled. When did I talk your ear off exactly?

On the phone. You had lots of ideas. He put his hands on his hips. You’re creative. Creative types always like to talk.

I twisted my lips. So I’m a blabbermouth and my cakes are overpriced?

And you’re touchy. He pushed his tongue into his cheek.

Listen, if you ever get married, please don’t call me to make your cake. I sniffed and brushed an imaginary speck from the immaculate table cloth. There are plenty of other bakeries that would be honored to make you a cake with plastic flowers.

His grin caught me off guard. Don’t worry. I don’t plan on ever tying the knot.

How unfortunate for all the eligible women of Silverdale. I didn’t bother to hide my sarcasm.

Men.

Pardon?

You should have said all the eligible men of Silverdale. I’m gay.

Either way, they’re in for a treat if they meet you.

His smile widened, and he leaned closer to the cake. Okay, yeah. When I get this close, I can see they aren’t plastic flowers. Wow, there’s so much detail.

Was I now supposed to be flattered? I lifted one brow and turned to leave. With my cake duties fulfilled, I looked forward to never having to interact with Robert Smart again.

He surprised me when he grabbed my elbow. Hey, you should stick around and enjoy the reception.

At first I thought maybe he was joking, but when I met his blue eyes, he seemed sincere. Oh, no that’s okay. Why on earth would I want to stay?

He pushed his hands into his pockets. I included you and Sal in the dinner head count. He smiled. Come on; let your hair down a little.

I stared at him, nonplussed. I’m surprised you’d invite us.

You are?

Yes.

He laughed. Why?

Probably because rich people don’t usually invite the help to hang out with them. I’d done many weddings for the wealthiest families in town and he was the first person who’d ever invited me to stay.

I’m not really a rich person.

I glanced around at the opulent room he’d reserved for his brother’s wedding. I happened to know the Silverdale Country Club didn’t come cheap. I don’t understand.

Yes, I’m wealthy. But I’m not a rich person at heart. He narrowed his gaze. I’m a cop. Or I was a cop. Didn’t I ever tell you that?

No. He was a cop? I’d always assumed he was something more like a stock broker.

I thought I mentioned that to you when we first met.

I think I’d have remembered you were a police officer.

Yeah, this fancy stuff isn’t really me. He bit his lower lip and gestured to the room. I inherited a lot of money when my parents died last year. But I’m still just a cop at heart.

Are you still on the force?

He frowned and his gaze became guarded. I had to take a leave of absence after my parents died. I’d love to go back to it though.

Huh. I’m sure I appeared surprised.

He straightened. Look, if you can stay, please do. We can have a glass of champagne together later.

Who was this man? He was nothing like the picky, uptight person I’d dealt with over the last month. Had it been the stress of the wedding that had made him so difficult?

Um…

Don’t you want to taste your own cake? He smiled and waved at someone who’d just come in the door.

Already have. I taste every cake before I deliver it. What did he think? That I just dropped the cakes off and hoped for the best?

He bit his lower lip. I’d still love to have a drink with you.

Really?

Sure.

His blue eyes had my pulse speeding up. I won’t lie, your offer is a surprise. I kind of got the feeling you didn’t like me.

He grimaced. Look, if I was hard to deal with, I apologize. I wanted everything to be perfect, and I was under a lot of pressure to pull this wedding together.

He seemed sincere. Yeah, weddings are a challenge.

Well, the offer still stands.

To distract myself from his intense stare, I reached out and straightened the little bride and groom on top of the cake. I’m not sure I’ll have time. I have one more cake to deliver.

I’m not trying to strong arm you. But please come back if you want. The reception doesn’t begin until four. He looked at his watch. Crap. Yeah, I need to wrap this up and get over to the church.

He rushed off, and I watched him go, feeling confused. I headed out to the car where I found Sal fiddling around on his phone. You’ll never guess what happened. I laughed and backed the car down the long driveway.

You and Robert came to blows?

No.

What?

Robert Smart invited us to the reception. I pulled a U-turn and steered the car onto the main road.

You’re joking? Sal seemed astounded.

I’m serious.

That’s… surprising. Sal looked back toward the country club.

I agree. I sighed. He seemed really different at the end there.

In what way? He snorted. When I left he was insulting your flowers.

I don’t think he meant to. I frowned. I think he’s just very blunt.

That’s one word for it.

He was much friendlier than the man I’ve dealt with over the last month, I murmured.

Shrugging, Sal said, "Well, you’ve mostly spoken

Reviews for Omega Lover Boxset

[barbara mcbride · Rating: 5 out of 5 stars]

I love Chad and Robert got together, they were just right for each other. keep the books coming, I enjoy every one. thank you

[L'eau · Rating: 3 out of 5 stars]

The story was sweet, but needs editing. The author needs to pay more attention to the timelines and do some more research into fetal development.