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His jaw drops. “Twins? Again? Are you fucking SHITTING me?”
Todd bursts out laughing, so hard that he has to lean against the back of the couch while Jax pulls Shawn into his arms to console him.
“No,” Shawn says. “You have to be fucking with me,” he says to her. “Please tell me you’re fucking with me!”
Still smiling, she slowly shakes her head. “Again, don’t blame me.” She playfully points at Jax. “Just your luck your mate has a magic peen for you.”
“It started this morning,” Jax explains over Shawn’s head, where he’s holding him. “Not the greatest timing, but I gave him a choice. Usually, he gets a little more warning, but probably from his hormones still leveling out.”
“Goddammit!” Shawn mutters. “Motherfucker!”
Jax winks at us and drops a kiss on the top of Shawn’s head. “It’s okay, baby. Look at the bright side.”
“And what’s that?” Shawn grumbles.
Jax looks at Alizée and arches an eyebrow, his meaning clear.
“Two boys,” she says.
“Oh, thank the fucking Goddess!” Shawn says.
We hug and congratulate them, Alizée helps us pack our little bundle in her carrier seat, and we head home.
“Twins?” Shawn moans as the door closes behind us. “Da fuq?”
Todd’s desperately trying to keep from laughing and waking the baby.
Thirty minutes later, she’s tucked into her crib, we’ve showered again with soap this time, and we collapse into our bed.
“No alarm in the morning, baby,” he mumbles, already crashing into sleep. “No alarm but the baby, I mean. Couch day.”
“Agreed.” I close my eyes and snuggle tightly against him. I’m going to be all sorts of sore tomorrow in very good ways.
And I’ll give thanks to the Goddess for every single one of them.
Chapter Eighty-Six
Mal
What goes around, cums around
Three weeks after my initiation, I wake up on a Wednesday morning before the baby and realize Todd’s already left for work. And I never even heard him get up and get dressed.
I lucked out in the considerate hubby department, too.
And he left me a full pot of coffee.
Smiling, I pour myself a cup and manage to drink nearly half of it before Kylen wakes up and starts fussing. I carry my mug down to her room and open the door, already smiling when I walk over to her crib because of the adorable noises she’s making.
Goddess, I love being a father!
“Hey there, princess.” She gives me gummy smiles and tries to pull her feet into her mouth. I change her and carry her on my hip back to the kitchen with my almost empty mug in my hand.
Easing her into her highchair, I kiss the top of her gorgeous little head.
I really will want to kill anyone who wants to date her.
“What’s for breakfast this morning, hmm?” I mix her a bowl of rice cereal and dish out portions of jarred applesauce and peaches. Those are her favorites lately. I’m still trying to get used to the fact that she doesn’t need to nurse anymore.
