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They fall into silence again.

“Are you happy?” asks Bucky. God I love him. He’s more concerned about me.

“I’m shocked. Obviously this wasn’t planned. I went to get my shot done and turned out I was already sixteen weeks pregnant. Oh, and there’s something else. It’s twins, identical ones, and they’re boys.”

They sit in shocked silence.

“Twins, boys,” repeats James. “Mum, he's going to go ballistic. What are you going to do?”

I know James is the only other person who’s seen how tortured he is when talking about those children. I get tears in my eyes again. God, these tears.

“I know, James. I’m so scared of how he’ll react. I feel so bad for feeling so good about it, now I’ve accepted it. I can’t change it, I just have to wait and see how things go.”

“That’s what’ll kill him, the waiting for the call.” James gets tears in his eyes, he’s so worried. “Shall we come home and be with you when you tell him?”

“No, he’ll come straight from Scotland. I’d rather you wait and speak to him later, maybe go see him after. It may not be pretty. He’ll be terrified, and terrified people hit out at the ones they love. Say things they don’t mean.”

“Surely that won’t be you, if you’re having his babies,” says Bucky.

I shrug, James shrugs, we both know how bad it might be.

Chapter

Twenty-Five

EVIE

It wasn’t bad, it was terrifyingly worse.

“Hey I’ve just landed,” he calls me from the airport. “Are you at the apartment?” His voice is full of longing.

“No, I’m at Greystone house, come on over. Is Xan with you?”

“Yeah, he’ll come. He wants to go out with Jonno. I need you, Evie. Why are you there? I’ve not seen you for weeks, months, years it feels like. I’ve missed you, baby. Let's get a car back to yours. I need you on my own. Even bought a lovely new belt, soft leather, and you’re for it as you didn’t get on this plane.”

He laughs, his voice so low it makes me shiver. My hormones are rampant, and my brain has already moved to him and what he feels like.

“Okay,” I croak out.

“Are you turned on, Kitten? Your voice has changed. Fuck, I want to be inside you. I’ve missed you so fucking much, baby.”

“You’re on speaker, fuckhead,” shouts Jonno.

Shit! I’ve hit the speaker in my horny haze.

He laughs. “I don’t care. I want my wife. You lot better fuck off and quick,”

He hangs up and I start panicking. What if he leaves? What should I do?

Jonno hugs me and says, “You can’t change it, so don’t worry over it. It is what it is, and he’ll do what he needs to. You can’t control him.”

“Should I wait to tell him or tell him straight away?” My indecision is driving me mad. I’m flip-flopping from optimistic to panic and back again.

“Evie, I hate to tell you, but since you found out last week, your belly has popped out. You look pregnant, sis. When he gets you naked, he’ll know,” Jonno says, his eyes on my stomach.

“I’ve got baggy clothes on, of Jude’s,” I argue.

“Oh, he won’t know as soon as he walks in, but he will when he grabs you.” He lifts his shoulders at me. “Your boobs are huge.”

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