Page 103 of Cross Check Daddies
His mouth drops. “Babies?”
“Two,” I whisper, smiling as his eyes go wide.
“Like...twins?”
“Just like that.”
He blinks, then breaks into a grin. “Can I name one?”
I laugh quietly. “We’ll talk about that later, okay?”
He climbs up gently beside me, resting his head on my arm. I kiss the top of his curls and close my eyes for a second, letting the moment settle.
Then I call out softly, “Ivy?”
She peeks in from the hallway like she’s been waiting for her cue. “Yeah?”
“Can you take Jackson and the guys to get me some ice cream?”
Her brows rise, amused. “Ice cream?”
I nod. “Doctor’s orders.”
“C’mon, kid,” she says to Jackson. “Let’s give Mommy a break.”
Jackson hops down carefully, pats my arm, and follows Ivy to the others.
Ivy peeks back in a few seconds later. “Do you need anything else?”
“Come back. I want to talk.”
“Okay. Let me tell the guys.” She disappears for a minute, and then she is back. She closes the door and flops into the chair beside me, already pulling her phone out.
“First of all,” she says, “they are amazing with Jackson. Second, the Frostbite launch is a hit. It's trending on every platform. Pre-orders tripled overnight.”
I nod, exhausted. “That’s good.”
“Also, some asshole tabloid got wind of your fainting spell and slapped up a headline about you and your ‘rumored romance with the Icemen’s head coach.’”
I groan, dragging the pillow over my face. “No. Not today.”
“Too late,” Ivy says, scrolling. “Your hair looks amazing in all the pictures, by the way.”
“Ivy.”
“I’m just saying.”
“I can’t deal with this.”
“I know.” She slips her phone into her bag and leans forward. “Let’s talk about the real thing.”
I stare at the ceiling. “I’m having twins.”
“Yup.”
“I barely survived one pregnancy. Jackson almost wasn’t here. And now I have a company, three men, and now two babies?—”
“Hey.” Her hand is on mine in a second. “You’re allowed to panic.”
