Page 11 of Pulling Heartstrings

“Oh my god!” Star squeals again.

The door to the exam room swings open and I expect it to be my brother because Star shouted again, but it’s Cupid. Actually, it’s not that surprising with how I was acting this morning.

“I swear the bastard came the fuck out of nowhere,” Nick says from behind him.

I always forget we can track each other on our phones so I'm not sure why I didn’t think of it since I know he uses it all the time.

“I take it this is the father?” the doctor asks.

“Yeah.” I smile over at my husband.

“We’re going to go.” Star leans down and kisses my cheek before letting my hand go. “Love you.”

“Love you too,” I say before she slips out of the room and closes the door behind her. Cupid is there in half a second, taking her spot.

“Are you in trouble, sweets?” He tangles our fingers together.

“Yeah, we both are. It’s triplets,” I say, and his hold on my hand tightens as a giant smile takes over his face.

“You’re ten weeks along from the look of things,” the doctor tells us. She says some other stuff but I go in and out some. My mind is everywhere but I can’t take my eyes off Cupid. “I’ll give you two a moment and then we’ll go over some more things in my office. You can get dressed.” She steps out, leaving us alone.

“Three babies,” I whisper while sitting up.

“You topped me. I can’t believe it,” he chuckles, shaking his head.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, I knew you were pregnant.”

“What? And you didn’t think to tell me?” Of course he did. He always knows everything when it comes to me.

“I thought so a few weeks ago but I let it ride.” He cups my cheeks. “I didn’t want to get your hopes up, but over the last week I was pretty damn certain. I was going to tell you tonight. I have a whole thing planned at the house for us.”

“We’re pregnant.”

“Three babies, sweets.”

“So worth the wait.” I smile even as tears fill my eyes.

He leans down, brushing his mouth against mine. “When it comes to you, everything is worth the wait.”

This time Cupid really struck me.

Epilogue

CUPID

Nine years later…

“Cupid?” I hear Astrid call out from the bedroom.

“In here.” I’m almost finished getting ready and I know we’re already running a little late.

It’s the kids’ birthday today and we’re having a house full of people over to celebrate. I’d been setting up all the outdoor games and checking with the caterers so I’m running behind. I took a quick shower and now I’ve got to throw on some clothes and rush downstairs.

“Hey there, handsome,” I hear my wife say as I reach for my sweater. I’m still barefoot and in jeans but I’m almost ready.

“Hey sweets. Did you finish the—” I stop speaking when I turn around to see she’s standing there in only a red lacy bra and a tiny little skirt. “Cake.”

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