Page 121 of Double Daddies
I’m ready to retort, to push him to admit what’s going on, but I see in his face that this isn’t the time, or the place. So I decide to let it go. “How’s Duke and the gang?”
He relaxes, and I see the look of gratitude he shoots me before he answers. “They’re good. They’d all love to see you.”
“Maybe when you’re off for maternity leave,” Ben says. “If you’re up for it.”
I shoot him a grateful smile. “That would be fun. I better get a sidecar for the car seat,” I tease.
“I think we’ll take the Audi,” Ryle interjects. “Let’s err on the side of caution until the baby is at least a year old, hmm?”
“You chose the wrong girl if you want safe,” Kingslay counters before I can respond. “That’s the thing about our family. We’re wild.”
“That’s why our parents became doctors,” I quip.
“And that’s why you need a Daddy,” Ben whispers in my ear, making a shiver run through me.
Ryle doesn’t say anything, but he catches my eye, and his gaze communicates without words.
I feel called out—but I also feel seen. I grin and reach for another fry. The food is delicious, and the company is better as the conversation flows with ease and humor. Before I know it, we’re all full and two hours had passed. By the time dinner is paid for, it feels like Ryle has been a part of our group forever.
“How are you doing?” Ryle murmurs to me as he helps me into my coat.
“Good,” I whisper back, lifting my face for a kiss.
He obliges, and the sensation of his lips on mine makes my pussy quiver. He offers me his arm, and I accept. He leads me out of the restaurant, just behind Ben and Kingslay who are back to their Celtics verses Lakers banter.
Now that the dinner is finally over, and it went better than I could have hoped, I keep glancing at Ryle, noticing how handsome he looks in his suit. He catches my eye and winks, making my mind fast-forward to all the other exciting possibilities that might lay in store for the three of us. The night is still young.
“Gentleman, can I have a moment with my sister, please?” Kingslay asks.
Both of them look to me, filling me with a rush of love. They take such good care of me. I nod.
“Sure. See you later, Kingslay. Be safe on those roads.”
My brother clasps Ben’s hand in a hearty shake, then turns to Ryle. “It was nice meeting you.”
Ryle drops his arm from mine and steps forward to shake my brother’s outstretched hand.
“Likewise. I’m sure I’ll see you again soon.” Then he turns to me. “We’ll be in the car.” And with a pat to my bottom, he falls in step with Ben, and they walk in the direction of the parking lot.
I turn to Kingslay, some of the earlier worry returning to flutter anxiously in the pit of my belly. “Well?” I give him a trembling smile. “What did youreallythink?”
He moves closer, towering a head and a half above me. “I think I can’t believe you’re going to be a mom.”
I step back, my chin jutting out defensively as I try to figure out what he means. But there was no need—his eyes are warm and excited. “Yeah. It… it was a surprise,” I admit.
“And… you don’t know…”
Wordlessly, I shake my head, but I don’t drop my eyes.
“Well.” He gives me a once-over and clears his throat. “It seems like you’re all making the best of the situation.”
I grin despite myself. Trust Kingslay to cut the situation to the quick. “Yeah, I guess you could say that.” I hesitate for a moment but decide to go for it. “What do you really think?” I ask again.
His brow furrows. “I already told you, Cam-Cam.”
I groan at the childhood nickname, but at the same time, it makes me smile.
“You’re going to be an incredible mom, and it seems like you havetwomen totally devoted to you. Are you happy?”
