She huffs and her foot starts searching for something, and it registers to me that Talia is nesting. I glance at Jasper and he is absolutely beaming at her. “The big, white blanket, please,” he says softly, pointing it out. I cover them with it, and take a step toward the door but Talia fusses, “you have to tuck us in.” I get the distinct impression that she's going to be a far more demanding omega than Jasper.
