Page 248 of The Baby Twist
“How wonderful.” She grinned.
“Is it?” I cocked my head. “Is it really?”
“Well—I mean—okay, I’m sorry. And the father doesn’t want kids?”
“Nope.” I popped my lips. “But I’m not giving him a choice.”
“How do you mean?” Stella asked.
“I was partially accepting the fact that I would be a single mother at first. But when I found out it was twins, I wasn’t letting him off that easy. So, I moved into his penthouse.”
“Well, at least he asked you to move in.”
“No. He didn’t ask me. I packed my things, showed up at his place, and told him I was moving in whether he liked it or not.”
“Stop it!” She laughed. “You did not.”
“Yes, I did. There’s no way in hell I’m raising these babies by myself. He did this to me, and he will take responsibility.”
“Oh my God. I love you!” She reached over and hugged me.
The front door opened, and Stella instantly panicked.
“What is my husband doing home?” she whispered as her eyes widened. “Just follow my lead.”
“Hi, sweetheart.” The handsome man walked into the room and kissed her cheek. “There’s my big boy.” He took his son from her.
“Miles, what are you doing home? It’s the middle of the afternoon,” Stella asked.
“I had a meeting not too far from here, and I figured I’d just come home and spend the rest of the day with you and the boys. Hi. I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Miles.”
“Hi, Miles. I’m Marley.”
“Marley is my new friend,” Stella said. “We met at the doctor’s office when I went for my check-up. She’s newly pregnant.”
“Congratulations, Marley. So, Dr. Gregario, is your obstetrician as well?”
“Uh, yeah. He is. Love that guy.” I grinned.
“You know, Miles. I wish you would have told me you were coming home because Marley and I were just on our way out to do some shopping.”
“Oh. Well, it’s okay. Go ahead and have fun. Where’s Melissa?”
“She took Ben to the park.”
“Then I’m going to take this one and relax.” He smiled.
“Are you sure you don’t mind if we go shopping?” Stella asked.
“No. Of course not.” He kissed her lips. “I’ll have Sean drive you, and I’ll see you when you get home. I love you.”
“I love you too.” Stella smiled. “But we’ll take a cab.”
“Are you sure, sweetheart?”
“One hundred percent. Come on, Marley. Let’s go shop.”
We climbed into the back of the cab, and Stella let out a breath.
