Page 83 of Triplet Babies for Pucking Christmas

I shake my head. “Nah. I’ve talked to Axel about it. He’s been really gracious about explaining the whole harem thing. Honestly, I didn’t think I’d ever share a woman, but…seeing Savannah happy, that’s all that matters.”

Jade smiles softly. “I’m glad you’re all okay with it. I know it’s different, but it works, right?”

I nod. “Yeah. It works.”

But as I’m about to say something else, I hear a loud noise from downstairs. My heart skips, and before I know it, I’m standing, rushing out of the room.

“Jared! Savannah’s bleeding!”

Troy’s voice shatters through the air, and I feel my stomach drop. I bolt down the stairs, not even thinking, just running on instinct.

I get to the living room, and I see her—Savannah—her face pale, her hand clutching her side. I can feel the panic rising in my chest. I’m not ready for this. I’m not ready for her to be hurt.

“What the fuck happened?!” Jamie’s voice cracks, and he’s by her side in an instant.

“Call an ambulance!” Troy yells. “We need to get her to the hospital, now!”

I’m not even sure I can breathe as we rush her out the door and into the car. Every second feels like it’s taking forever, my hands shaking as I try to keep my shit together. Savannah’s face is pale, and I keep hearing her breathing, shallow and frantic.

I’ve been through a lot, but this…this is something I can’t handle.

We get to the hospital, and they rush her inside. My legs feel like they’re made of lead. I can barely keep up. My mind’s racing with a hundred different possibilities, none of them good.

The worst part? I can’t do anything.

After what feels like a lifetime, Dr. Hill walks into the room. He’s calm, too calm, and for a second, I want to punch him in the face just to make him feel something.

“Gentlemen,” he says, and I hate how formal he sounds. It makes everything feel too real. “Savannah is stable. She’s okay.”

Jamie exhales, relief flooding his face. I try to breathe, but it’s like I’ve been holding my breath for hours.

“But,” I say, voice hoarse, “what happened?”

Dr. Hill looks at us, his eyes glinting with something I can’t read. “Well, we did a scan” He pauses, like he’s unsure how to say this next part.

I feel the blood drain from my face. “What? What is it? Is she okay?”

“She’s fine,” Dr. Hill says, his voice finally softening. “But you might want to sit down for this one.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Jamie demands, but I put a hand on his shoulder.

“Just tell us,” I say, trying to stay calm. I can feel my pulse hammering in my neck.

“Savannah’s pregnant with triplets, not twins.” Dr. Hill lets the words hang in the air. “She’s carrying triplets, which can complicate a pregnancy.”

I blink. “What?”

Jamie’s face goes white. “Triplets?”

“Did you just say triplets?” Troy reiterates.

“Yeah,” Dr. Hill confirms. “You need to keep the stress to a minimum. She needs rest. This is going to be tough on her, physically and emotionally.”

I can’t breathe. Triplets? Fuckingtriplets.

I glance at Troy, who looks just as stunned as I feel. We’re both speechless. I can’t even think straight. I just…I can’t wrap my head around it.

Jamie runs a hand through his hair. “Holy shit. Triplets. How the hell are we gonna…”

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