Page 71 of Lani

This is pure bliss. Vinny sits on the edge of the bed beside me, and we stare down into the faces of our babies. Our whole, entire world is in the palms of our hands.

A knock on the door interrupts our moment, and a nurse walks inside. “I’m here to help you try to breastfeed.”

Vinny moves out of the way so she can stand next to me. I pull down my shirt. “Do you want them to leave during this?” she asks, eyeing the guys.

I laugh, which causes me to wince at the pulling of my stomach. “Baby, you in pain?” Vinny asks and practically knocks the nurse out of the way, his face showing his concern.

“I’m okay,” I reassure him.

I turn my attention to my nurse. “It’s fine if they’re here, they have seen boobs many times.” I joke.

Her eyes widen as she connects the dots. “Both of them?” she whispers in shock before her expression changes to disgust, looking me up and down. I put my boobs back in my gown, feeling way too exposed. This was supposed to be about feeding my babies, not being sexualized because of who I love.

I lean back in bed, pulling away from her and her attitude. “Get the fuck out of here and get that disgusted look off your face, bitch.” I stare in shock at Vinny, who steps towards her, more than pissed off. “She just had fucking major surgery.”

She stares at Vinny and then at me in horror. Vinny takes out his phone and calls Anna. “We need a new fucking nurse, she just disrespected Lani.”

She backs up, mad. “Well, it’s not every day we get swingers in here! God doesn’t approve of that.” She glares at me, spitting her words out. “Jezebel.”

I hold my baby a little tighter. “And it’s fucking fun too.”

Anna walks into the room, mad. “I would suggest you leave if you want to keep your job.”

Anna leaves and shuts the door behind her. I can hear yelling outside of the doors. “I’m so sorry, baby.” Trey kisses my temple. I let out a sigh. “It’s fine. I think I’m used to it by now,” I joke.

That doesn’t help the situation. That further pisses them off because, honestly, it shouldn’t be something I get used to. No one says shit to the guys. Only me.

I’m happy, so extremely happy that it doesn’t even matter to me. Sariah starts whining. I’m guessing she’s hungry. I’m nervous trying this for the first time.

Vinny comes over to me. “I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing, but I can try to help you?”

I’m so blessed to have them.

Vinny pulls down my shirt and helps me find the best angle for Sariah to eat. She cries harder. I place my nipple in her mouth and move and try to find the best situation without causing me pain and making sure she’s comfy.

She finally latches on, sucking, and her cries quiet.

“Fuck yeah, you did it, baby.”

That just made me feel like I was a hundred fucking foot tall. I rub my finger down Sariah’s small cheek. She’s beautiful with all of that dark hair. I wonder whose eyes she has?

Caleb takes that moment to let me know that he’s hungry. “Do you think you can feed him too?” Trey asks, trying to rock him.

“I want to try. I don’t want my baby hungry.” I smile at his beautiful little face. He has a lot of hair too, but not as much as Sariah.

Vinny takes Caleb from Trey. “Wait, let’s try this pillow.” He hands me a nursing pillow, wrapping it around my belly.

I pull Sariah free, moving her bottom half under my arm on the pillow and putting my hand under her head, supporting her neck. I do the same thing for Caleb, his screams growing louder. I lift his head and pray that he latches on. He does, and I let out a deep breath.

“You’re fucking badass.” Vinny grins happily, staring down at the babies who, at the moment, are satisfied.

Vinny sits down beside me, turning on the TV and enjoying the sweet calm before our family descends on us.

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The first one through the door is Andy. He practically pushes people out of the way to get inside.

Right behind him are our parents, and I try to cover my smile at the excitement and happiness on their faces.

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