Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 245

About an hour later Delia and Emma pull up to the cabin, Delia shrieking and running for me as soon as the car is in park. I throw my arms around my bestie as soon as she pounds up the stairs to the cabin, laughing as she mumbles greetings into my hair. My sister takes a more sedate approach, carrying the pizzas, though her smile is just as big.

“Come in, come in!” I say, waving everyone into the house. Alvin runs for his aunties, giving them big hugs and kisses, while Bridgette hangs back a little, shy. The three have met, of course, but not in such a casual setting. I give her a wink, knowing that she’ll like them. And if Bridgette needs anything right now, it’s certainly some girlfriends.

Emma places the pizzas down on the table, chattering happily to Alvin, while Delia takes a large bottle of wine out of her purse and sets it on the table. As she goes to open it, though, Alvin lets out a little shriek of protest.

“What did I do?”

, looking to

That is my job!”

lia laughs, stepping away from the bottle of wine and holding the wine opener out. “Have at it, little man,” she says, smirking. “I’ll take a butler any day of the we

ttle of wine itself, his face falls a little.

up to me for help.

eally want a glass…”

o, maybe. Give him a chance.”

er, and there’s instant camaraderie.

ng the wise woman, and our healing. Of course, some details I keep to myself, but it takes awhile to tell anyway.

er us our glasses of wine, a few pieces of cork floating in each. I smile at him, proud of my boy for figuring it out, and place an order for a creative desert to give him something to do. He dashes back into the kitchen, eager

ought it was a thing.”

nestly it puts my heart at ease. I had this nagging hesitation that he would never be as attracted to m

ing her head and glancing at Delia. “So few people ever find their mates, let alone thei

aking her question as she thinks it, “for lesbians to be mated?”

d covering her mouth with her hand. I think she realizes all at once that Delia and Emma had never really confirmed to her that they were together, or, indeed

rlfriend a big smile, “is a lesbian. And yes, it’s possible for women to be mated to each other – it’s not a strictly b

n’t love each other if we doesn’t.”

to a mating bond with anyone?”

felt it, right?”

tle smile. It’s water under the bridge for me, and I hope it is for her too.

g the semi-awkward silence. “We need refills on this wine!” I call, though my

in the kitchen.

rward a little. “What’s going on with you and Rafe?”

dly. “He was…lying to me. About a lot of stuff.”

extras. My eyes go wider as I hear about some things that Rafe did to her that dig his grave a little deeper with me, though I do my best to keep my face impassive.

d I thought Joyce was bad.”

rious, and Emma tells her a shortened version of her own horrible marriage. B

w it’s time to go home, though, when my little boy curls up next to me and starts to snooze.

me,” I say quietly, wrapping an arm around my boy. “I want to get him back in his bed. He’s slept in so many strange places lately.”

hings and giving Bridgette and I kisses goodbye as they head out the door. Then, once they’ve headed out, I start to help Bridgette clean while Alvin sleeps on the couch.

dishes in the sink. “Do you think I could…come home with you?”

her lip and looks down at the flo

utting a hand on her shoulder.

want to see him. I’ve thought a lot about it – more than just tonight.”

pointing me. But – after everything he put you through – is this really the healthiest thing for you to do?”

built them up in my head…and I think I need to see him to figure it out. For closure? Or to confirm if they really are real? I don’t really know, but this just feels right.”

ready enough.”

tentative smile.

g at her with my heart in my eyes. “Don’t let him belittle you, okay? You go to get what you want, and don’t worry about hi

lders square. “Okay,” she says. “I think I can do that.”

ay, raising my eyebrows. “Then let’s hit the road.”

I dismiss the thought.

nstead, I take my phone out of my back pocket and

to look like crap for her sake, she deserves better.

just an emoji of a wolf next to one of a bathtub. I smirk and put my phone back into my pocket.

s our night isn’t over