Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 24
Victor surprises me by being helpful and efficient as we get the boys cleaned up and settled back into bed. For a man who has had an army of housekeepers his whole life, he proves himself very capable of stripping a bed of its sick-covered sheets and cleaning up vomit.
After Alvin has finally drifted off to sleep, Victor places a clean plastic trash can next to his bed, “just in case,” and comes over to where I am giving Ian a little cuddle, helping him drift off.
“Is he asleep?” Victor questions, perching on the end of the bed.
ents. When he finally drifts off, I carefully pull my arm out from beneath him and st
r, with an extra set of hands.”
een…a challenge.”
them when they had colic, as babies. I don’t think I slept for months. When one cried, the other would wake up and cry too, in solidarity.” I laugh harder, pressing my hand against
de it, but I can still see the sadness on his face.
the option to see those times because I kept them from him. I feel the guilt gnaw at me.
t you don’t know what it was like…the fear, that you would find out, an
s at me for a moment, “I wouldn’t have –“
s. “I would have. I would have taken them away. I understand.”
.”
t and sticky.
pulling my hand away, rea
t laughing.
m. “We’ve got to do something about that.” He follo
nds me his shirt and I douse it in the hot water, scrubbing to get the sick and the stain out of it.
thought you could be.”
lt.
ff.”
y hands, ready to take the next item of clothing, and am shocked to suddenly see Victor, standing there, in my bathroom, in his boxer briefs. My face turns beat red and I clear my throat, looking down as I hold the wet shirt out to him, hoping – ridicu
not giving attention to the fact that this would – of course – result in a mostly-naked Alpha standing two feet from me.
s me the pants. Quick as I can, I turn back to the sink.
k you, Evelyn,” he says. “it’s nice to see you flustered for once
ed. Unfortunately, I’m sure that a little bit of the red remains on my cheeks.
irks in front of me, clearly not ashamed of his body – not that he has any reason to be. I can’t help myself as my eyes dart
y changing the subject. “Thank you for letting me h
his neck and chest. “How did he even –“
even around back, though I can’t see…”
arm and pull slightly, asking him to turn, which he does. As I clean off the back of his neck, my eyes drift down the musculature of his back, his glutes.
it is unfair for a guy to have such a perfect –
. “Did you get it all?”
denly realize how close he is to me,
”
eah I….got it…”
ctor and I stare at each other in that moment, time ticking by, neither of us moving. All of a sudden I’m shocked to realize that six years have passed, that I’m a mother, a therapist, and a Rogue – tha
t time I met him I walked right up to him, determined to take him to bed.
ing her chops, hungry for spring.
Victor, I know, can see the change in me. His body shifts, responding to it. His head dips lower, his shoulders settling back, as he takes in my changing s
e, “that I have a little bit on my shirt too.” I don’t – I was more careful than Victor as we helped the boys – but neither of us acknowledge it as I pull my shirt over my head.
hind me at the window, filling me –
rds my waist.
ick step away.
st – what I was about to…
pping it around me as I hurry to the twin’s room and open their door. “Are you okay, Alvin?”
ama?”
In just a minute.”
pants.
er for Alvin, and then drink it myself, realizing that I need it.
water, it appears, if I’m going to make this work.