Page 128 of Wickedly Yours

“Should I pour you guys some wine?” Willow asked,grabbing a bottle out of the cabinet now that her hands were empty.

“Sure,” my husband said, looking towards me.

“Oh, no. I’ll just stick to water, I think.”

Zain raised an eyebrow at me.Have something to tell me, Moonbeam?

Not yet.I gave him an innocent look.

She flicked her fingers, using magic to pull three wine glasses out of the cupboard, filling two of them with red wine, and then handing them off to the guys.

Hm. Maybe I wasn’t the only one with a secret.

Rae stirred in Zain’s arms, and he put her down in the playpen, placing a little kiss on her forehead before she moved to play with her cousin. When he came back into the room, he slid into my side, sipping from his wine glass.

“So, what are the chances we can actually get you to spend the holidays in the palace?” I asked, changing the subject.

I knew neither of our demons cared about the holiday—they’d never celebrated it, of course—but we’d grown up with a tree in our living room, and I wanted to keep the tradition alive for our kids. Plus, who needed an excuse for presents?

Willow popped her hip against the counter, sipping her glass. “Pretty good, I think. But… wait.” She narrowed her eyes. “Will it be decorated?”

“You forget, I’m theQueen.Of course, it’ll be decorated.” I shot Zain a look like,bite me.

He popped a canine tooth out over his lips.If you want me to, all you have to do is ask, wife.

“We’ll be there,” Damien promised, still hard at work at the stove. “It’ll be good to be home.”

Home.The word made my heart feel full.

Truthfully, it didn’t matter where we were—as long as my family was around me.

“They’re all tuckered out,” I said from the couch in my old apartment. We’d stayed at Willow and Damien’s until both kids had fallen asleep and then carried them back here.

I couldn’t convince Zain to learn to drive a car, and he hardly toleratedridingin one, so we normally walked when we came to Pleasant Grove unless it was to a doctor’s appointment in the next town over when I’d been pregnant.

“Yeah.” Zain scooped Raelynn up in his arms, kissing her blonde forehead.

Then he took Orion out of my arms, tucking them both into the toddler beds we’d built in the living room.

“This place is getting a little cramped with the four of us, isn’t it?” I sighed.

And it would be even more crowded soon.

“Yeah. We could always find a new place. Maybe on the outskirts of town? Somewhere with a big backyard?”

I pouted. “Ilikethe apartment, though. It reminds me of when we first met. Like it’s a little magical.” I knew I was being totally irrational, but I was attached, dammit. And hormonal. “Besides, we don’t come here enough to justify a house. It’s not like we can’t stay with Willow and Damien. They have plenty of rooms.”

“But then I don’t get you all to myself,” Zain protested, pulling me into his arms. He took a deep pull of my scent. “Your scent changed, you know.”

“Hmm?” I fluttered my eyelashes, pretending not to know what he meant, wiggling out of his arms to find the little box I’d hidden earlier.

“It’s extra sweet. Justlike?—”

“Zain,” I blurted, cutting him off. “I know this trip was a little impromptu, but…”

“I already know,” he murmured, pulling the box from my hands. “But tell me anyway, Moonbeam. I want to hear it from your lips.”

“It’s really early. Likereallyearly. I technically haven’t even missed my period yet. But I sensed it with my magic, and I wanted to be sure.”

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