Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 211

“Well, you look happy,” Victor says to me, coming close when I walk back to the RV after hanging up with Bridgette. “So why am I wiping tears from your face?

He does just that as he says it, wiping my cheeks with his thumb, looking down into my face with concern on his.

“It’s nothing,” I say, trying to be encouraging. Then I lift my phone, which he can see has a couple tears on it as well. “I was just talking to Bridgette. Trying to help her get things sorted.”

all right?”

ing my arms around his waist and putting my head against his chest. “Um…”

t pause means you’re up to something.”

, biting my lip and then smiling innocently. “I kind of gave her…a lot of money. Everything I took out of the account when I left with Ian.”

at, shaking his head, di

e had the same thought. But, when I consider his words further, I frown and narrow my eyes.

hat?” he as

just grins at

” I narrow my eyes further, pointing an accusatory finger at him. “

ing me back towards the RV.

ly give me a pittance of your actual wealth in my account?

ver his shoulder.

is 50/50!”

have to marry me first.”

ce you, just to get half, and then I’ll know just how much you shortchanged me the first time I ran away.”

s face close to mine.

s his mouth to respond but I shut him up, swiftly wrapping a hand around the back of his neck to pull his face down to mine for

athless.

t’s a breathlessness that comes too soon. And it was not born of desire alone.

ed as mine in that moment, his face pale.

losing our strength rapidly, and he knows it just as well as I. But neither of us wants to face it right now

” he asks, looking towards t

close to him. I’m not hungry, but I want to sit down with my family and eat.

was a pleasant, late dinner. The boys scarfed down enough that they left the plates clean, even though Victor and I hadn’t taken much food onto ours. They didn’t notice, but Stephen did,

some air while Victor does the dishes.

atch Victor finish up.

e thought,” I say quietly, smiling at him. “That the big bad Alpha knows how to do

ches all sorts of things besides combat.”

“And were you a dishwasher for long before they put yo

away to the tough stuff before I could lean the ins and outs of true scrubbing.”

n his arms then, pulling me back on the lounge that would soon

through his dark hair and taking a moment to let my eyes linger on his beautiful face. “It would be useful to have a housek

is scalp. “He’ll be offended.”

ugh a little and continue petting him, enjoying our quiet

s still closed. “I was thinking of the Navy. For Ian.”

back in shock.

ring why I’ve stopped.

o you want to like…ship our six-ye

heir little bunks. “For his future, I mean. I think he could have an affinity for military strategy, that it could be very good for

, of course, every mother’s nightmare to send her little boy off to war – I hate to even entertain the idea. But Victor was a product of military training; I couldn’t deny that it had turned him into a

“But not Alvin?”

technology.” He shrugs, seeing my frown. “That sort of thing.”

. I just want to know where he’s coming from.

t been…thinking. A lot. About their futures. Especially if…”

looks into mine, and I know that we both get it.

to spill over my cheeks. Victor moves closer to me, wiping them away, for the second time, with the soft press of his thumbs.

ren behind, alone. To face this world without us.

eaning into the joke with me. “Your eyeba

nging a smile to his face as well. It’s a healing sound, and it brings us back to ourselves. To the hope and determination that rests at both of our c

elia,” I say quie

dn’t think you’d mind.”

anyway.”

ainly won’t.”