Page 165 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
He laughed. “Please don’t call me that too. Tanner gets to, I guess. Since he’s technically a 343-year-old genie.”
I groaned.
“On a more serious note. You’re pregnant. With triplets.”
“WHAT?!”
“Whoever you stepped out on Tanner with filled you with triplets.”
“No!”
Rob nodded. “I’m afraid so. Three babies.”
“Stop it!”
“I’m being serious,” he said.
“I know you’re being serious, I’m just freaking out!”
“Take a deep breath. It’ll be fine.”
“How will any of this be fine! I have to go tell my genie boyfriend that I’m having triplets with someone else and I don’t even know who because I’m a whore who let a bunch of men run train on me.”
“Can we back up for a second?” asked Rob. “Who ran train on you?”
“My baby daddy and a bunch of other men! Obviously! I just said that! Gah! No! Don’t repeat anything I just said!”
Someone cleared their throat.
Oh no.I spun around.
Daphne had just stepped into the room through a door behind the desk. It looked like she’d been in the study’s bathroom changing into a super tiny outfit. She was holding RJ in her arms. He was dressed like an adorable little Abu. I would have taken a moment to comment on the cuteness of that monkey costume on him, but...
Had she just heard all that?!
“Sorry,” said Daphne as she adjusted her breasts so she wouldn’t flash a nipple. “Sophie insisted on switching costumes with me at the last minute. I was supposed to be Princess Jasmine from Aladdin. But then Sophie saidshewanted to be Princess Jasmine. And threw a bit of a temper tantrum. So now I’m Rajah, which was her costume.”
The tiger costume fit her like a too-tight glove. But it worked for her.
Rob whistled.
And Daphne cleared her throat.
I just stared at her in horror. “Did you hear...our conversation?”
Daphne slowly nodded her head.
“All of it?” My voice squeaked.
She nodded her head again.
I screamed at the top of my lungs like I’d seen a ghost instead of the truth. And then I ran out of the room.
I’d just told Tanner’s secret to another person.
And I was pregnant. With triplets. And I didn’t know who the fuck the father was!
I screamed again as I ran past the Nile. I saw Penny and James standing by a table of refreshments. Penny was sipping out of agolden goblet. Scarlett was running around with Jacob. She was dressed like Bastet, the goddess of protection, with a little cat head. James was dressed as the sun god. He had a falcon head with a giant gold disc behind it. He looked hot as sin, but I didn’t fucking care. I needed to talk to Penny. I knew Jacob had made her dress like Hathor, the goddess of fertility. And unlike Nigel, she’d listened to Jacob’s demands. Her cow head proved it.
