Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 100
I stare out the window at the back of my kitchen, watching warily as my boys chat with their grandmother by the pool. I can see Victor standing at his back door, likewise surveying the scene. We’re both figuring out our next moves.
Sighing, I turn my attention back to the breakfast dishes in the sink. So much has changed in the past few hours – an absolute whirlwind. Victor was supposed to be gone – off with Amelia on his tropical honeymoon, and I was supposed to return to my little cottage today, alone with my boys.
I was supposed to be planning my new life.
f people living with him – throwing a new wrench into the situation, into my life.
ore complicated?
been so closely tied in my mind, in the nation’s mind, that to think of him without her is…bizarre. The media had gone into a frenzy with it – so much so that I can’t even read my favorite gossip apps or watch television.
essly rejected the angelic model.
ions protect his pack from what is, essentially, a wicked stepmother jealous of the attention he pays his boys.
so unnecessary an act –
wing the scrub brush in the sink so that it clatters on the metal. God damnit. I’ve been replaying that memory in my mind every fifteen minutes, it feels like, completely haunted by it and unable to let it go.
ving it over and over again.
r, trying hard to think of something else.
children.
ve even uncovered and begun to speculate about the fact that I’ve been living on Victor’s property, in what they’ve been calling his “doll house” – a name that’s rife
–
mouth hot on mine – of falling to the floor, of his weight on top of me, of the way my neck arched and my mouth fell open at the precise moment I felt him enter me –
traight, shaking my head, refusi
all just way too complicated.
oming any distraction, but hoping that it’s a good one.
tchen, his face lights up.
pulling me close and deepening our kiss.
up into his face. “We missed you,” I say.
grip on me, allowing me to take a step away so that he
e no idea,” I say, rolling my eyes and taking
imagine,” he responds, eyebrows raised. “Are you guys all okay? You and the boys, I mean?”
ath. But I can tell he wants my perspective, and frankly, I just don’t have the energy for it.
icking at the trim of t
and letting it all pass. We’ll talk about it more completely sometime later. Sometime soon. Just…not when it’s so fresh.
earch.”
eally?” I say, perking up and smili
e…places.”
it, my face breaking out into a big smile. Edgar has use
d swiping through the selections. “Do you have a favorite?”
your tastes, precisely,” h
in the gables.
oys, and for…Archie, if you’re taking him…”
“We can’t leave Archie behind,” I murmur, swip
. “Room for each of the boys to have their own,
s. We’ll have to find some other way to fill the space.”
a kiss. I return it, letting the happy emotions of this moment fill my mind – wipe out all the memories of the stressful weekend, o
kiss deepens, he gently rests his body on top of mine so that we’re flush, pressed against each other.
brushes against his thigh on the way to wrap around his waist. I s
want to –“
e kitchen. Edgar sighs and lifts himself off of me, giving me a heady stare.
un into the room.
tely,” I m
the kitchen floor, remembering a different kiss, a different moment, in which I wouldn’t have