“Why the fuck not?” I ask in disbelief. I would want fucking answers. He lied to her and should be fucking called on his shit.
“Some things are just better off not knowing. I don’t want to know when he started cheating on me. Finding out about the affairs I do know about was hard enough to go through. It won’t change anything, and I’ve spent years dealing with the hurt he put me through. I refuse to hang on to anger. It consumed me for so long.” She pats her belly and stares at me lovingly. “I have too many other things that take priority.”
I have no words. This woman continues to amaze me at every turn. I’d go fucking ballistic. Not only would I rip him a new asshole, but I’d tell him where to go and how to get there. There’d be no doubt about my feelings over this. But I can see where she’s coming from. A little.
“I wouldn’t hold it against you, if you told him off.” I tip her chin so I can look directly in her eyes and she can’t hide her feelings about this.
“I’m serious, Enzo. It won’t do me any good to say anything.”
“He deserves to know how you feel, Sam. It was shitty of him to not tell you about this. Not only did you experience month after month of misery, hoping your period would never come, but the fact that you longed for a baby for years is beyond words to me.”
“Ha, I guess the joke’s on him,” she mutters.
What the fuck is she talking about? What joke? She reaches for my hands to place them on her growing belly. “What do you mean, beautiful?” I whisper, trying to calm myself.
“I mean, if he hadn’t cheated on me, I wouldn’t have been content with my life. I would never have experienced this.” She motions between the two of us to prove her point. “If he hadn’t gotten a vasectomy, I’d have never thought the problem was with me.”
“That’s fucking bullshit,” I seethe. “You never should have felt like something was wrong with you, Samantha.”
Somehow, Samantha smiles. Her knowing look and the coy smile that follows almost knocks me on my ass. “If I hadn’t thought there was something wrong with me, I would have never had unprotected sex with you, silly.” She pokes me in the belly and almost makes me crack a smile. “I would have been on some form of birth control. That’s the kind of responsible person I am. I’m a planner.” She’s quiet for a moment then adds, “Holy hell, I never saw you coming. Everything about you sets my world on fire and makes me feel things I never imagined.”
I chuckle, but before I can respond, she continues, “With you, Enzo, I’m reaching dreams I never thought were possible. I never knew how much I wanted more kids until I saw those two blips on the screen.”
“Me, too, beautiful,” I whisper, suddenly choked with emotion.
“Of course, you and your super sperm had to do the job extra well.” She shakes her head and laughs at the absurdity. “Just wait until Devin finds out we’re not only pregnant, but having twins. He’ll never experience this.” She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me closer. “He’ll never experience the kind of love we share with one another and for our growing family.”
When she reaches up on her toes, I lean down to close the gap, pressing my lips to hers. The warmth of her body as it presses against mine is something I never want to live without. I place my arms around her waist and revel in the moment. My hands roam her back and we stand here for a long moment, just enjoying one another.
Wanting her closer, I reach under her ass, lifting her to my height and kiss her for all I’m worth. Her baby bump rests against my stomach as her legs naturally wrap around my waist. Before getting too carried away, I suddenly feel something strange move across my stomach, causing me to instantly still.What the fuck was that?
I pull back from the kiss and stare into her eyes, hoping she will answer my unasked question. There’s a slight movement again, as if something is slowly moving across her stomach.
I set her down and eye her suspiciously. “Did you feel that?” I ask in wonder.
“The better question is, did you?” She quirks an eyebrow. “I think these little monsters heard us talking about them.”
“That’s what they feel like when they kick?” I ask in disbelief.
She lets out a little chuckle. “That’s not how it usually feels. I started feeling them flutter from time to time, but that was the first real kick.” She places her hand on her belly to feel them again.
When I see movement, I quickly reach out to her and place my hand right along with hers. Holy hell. It’s like there’s an alien inside her. There’s a thump, thump, thump against my hand. It’s not hard, but definitely movement. I’m in complete awe of this woman. She’s had five humans grow inside of her. “How often do they move?” I whisper, not wanting to accidentally stop the action.
“It depends. I’ve never had multiples before. Usually I don’t feel much movement this early, but maybe there’s less space in there.” She shrugs as if she’s speculating at the end. Samantha couldn’t be any cuter if she tried.
After a moment, the babies still. She presses on her belly, but no further movement happens. “I think they’re done for now,” she sighs wistfully.
A thud from downstairs interrupts our moment, and reality comes crashing back. As much as I don’t want to leave this room, I suggest, “We’d better get back downstairs. We left a house full of teenagers on the loose, and Aubrey and Devin are alone.”
“Yeah,” is all I get in response.
“You sure you’re okay?” I pull her close to me for a hug.
“I’m not pleased he kept it from me, but I’m not willing to let this ruin Maddie’s party, or our happiness.”
The woman is a fucking saint. I’m still pissed at the asshole. But if she’s taking the high road, I’ll follow her lead.Even if I want to sucker punch him in the nuts.
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