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“I don’t believe it,” she says. A bulging belly also greets me. It takes a few seconds for it all to register. Rosa places her hand over her stomach.

“I wanted to tell you,” she whispers. “We’re having twins.”

I don’t even realize I am crying until she moves in and wipes the tears away. I take deep breaths. “I knew I had to get back here to find you. I can’t believe it, Rosa.” Twins. Two babies. And to think I was in Mexico all this time. I could’ve missed out.

Dr. Carmy exhales and stands up. “Alright, Nick should recover. Since you’re here you should learn the ground rules—”

“Can we have a moment?” Rosa asks, taking my hand and pulling me down the hallway. Once we’re in the room, Rosa shuts and locks the door then roughly kisses me. I don’t ask any questions. We have a lot of catching up to do.

Rosa practically rips my shirt off and her hands hungrily pull my zipper down. We’re a tangle of bare skin as we fall onto the bed. Her breasts are already swollen from the pregnancy and I know every little thing feels like heaven for her. The heat and sweat are delicious and Rosa’s moans are like music to my ears. Everything melts into one as we savagely make out. Once I’m inside Rosa, her eyes roll back and she scratches me roughly, drawing blood.

“Harder, please!” Rosa grunts. We re-position with her on top and she rolls her hips faster. I keep a tight hold on her full hips, watching in pure ecstasy as she does what she wants with my member. Her tightness makes me feel like I’ll explode at any second — I can’t just yet. As Rosa tires out, I pick her up and bounce her up and down gently. Each thrust brings us closer to finishing and the energy is immaculate.

“Make me finish,” Rosa demands, making me go harder until the moment finally arrives. We fall back onto the bed, drenched in sweat. My entire body is sore and throbbing as Rosa lays on my chest. We catch our breaths, staring into one another’s eyes.

“I want more,” Rosa tells me. It’s going to be a long night.

CHAPTER 19

Rosa

Ilost track of how many times we made love in those first two hours of Vinny arriving. No one disturbs us and we catch up just enough for me to remember I’m still pissed at him. He threatened to kill me. Unfortunately, I don't trust him.

“Once I get you out of here, we can start over,” he says after taking a shower.

I turn away, wrapping the sheets around me. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”

“Rosa, we can’t stay here,” he reminds me.

I glare at Vinny. “I’m safe here. Nick has taken great care of me.”

This pisses Vinny off more. “You need to be careful around that guy.”

I rise to my feet, ready to toss a lamp at Vinny’s head. “When you left, Nick stepped up to make sure no harm found me. So far, you’re the one no one can trust.” I grab the nearest t-shirt and quickly pull it on. Vinny moves closer, trying to take me in his arms, but I’m not having it.

“Come on, Rosa. I know things are weird between us, but we have to try to make this work,” Vinny says. I wiggle out of his grasp.

“Until things are sorted out with your maniac of a dad, there is no ‘we’,” I say as I hurry out of the room. I find a pale-looking Nick and Dr. Carmy sitting at the table. They avoid my eyes as they pretend to be preoccupied with their conversation.

I sit across from Nick. “How are you?”

Still avoiding my gaze, Nick replies, “Back in good spirits with Vinny?”

“Of course not,” I say quickly. “I missed him, that’s all.” Nick looks at me with contempt.

“He came all this way for me,” I add. The door opens down the hall and Vinny joins us at the table. He and Nick have a brief stare-off before Dr. Carmy cuts in.

“He saved your life, Nick. Give him a break,” Dr. Carmy says.

“He has also been gone to Mexico for months. How are we supposed to trust him?” Nick presses. Vinny folds his arms across his chest, a smirk on his face.

“I have kids now. I’m not here for any petty mess.” I’m cut in the middle — Nick has my trust but Vinny is the father of my unborn babies. I’d be lying if I said I haven’t missed him like crazy.

“I will get Rosa to safety. If you two wanna help, be my guest. But I can take care of my dad,” Vinny says. Nick and Dr. Carmy don’t utter another word.

The tension in the safe house has been through the roof since Vinny has been living with us for the last week. It’s already enough stress on me trying to grapple with our fragmented relationship. It doesn’t help that Vinny isn’t the same man that left me a few months ago. In fact, he’s become a lot more hardened around the edges.

There are things that are going on in his head that I can’t make sense of. It puts even more space between us. But I suppose space is exactly what we need. Before, I was just another victim awaiting my trial of death. Now, I am a woman who’s carrying his kids. It puts a lot more pressure on us and I’m not sure what to even call us at this point.

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