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Parker, god love him, waited patiently for my words to run out. He didn’t even scoff at any of the craziness coming out of my mouth. He simply sat back and watched my lips move with a smirk on his face. By the time I’d run out of things to say, my brain joined my body, causing me to cuddle up to Parker as a deep yawn left my mouth.
“Answer me,” I grumbled, fighting to keep my eyes open.
“Shh,” he hushed in my ear while pulling the blankets over us. “Sleep now.”
Heaviness settled in my limbs and my eyes began to shut. “But I need to know.”
“No you don’t.”
My lips twisted in a pout and I muttered, “Yes I do,” before the sandman swept me away to dreamland.
Chapter 25
Parker
Three months later:
“Iswear to god, I’m going to kill your sister.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle at Lana’s angry tone. Ava had gone from loving aunt, to full on obsessed stalker, calling Lana every hour to see if she’d gone into labor yet. I was excited too, and more than ready to start the next phase. I loved how my girl looked all big and swollen with my babies, but she was grumpy as fuck and wanted this shit done with.
“Ava’s just excited.” I laid my hand on her leg and gave her thigh a squeeze. “She doesn’t want to miss the birth.”
Not that she was going to be in the room when my children came into the world. The doctor said only one person was allowed in there, and it sure as fuck wasn’t going to be my sister.
“If I ever give birth,” Lana grumbled, and dropped her head back.
Poor thing. We were still ten weeks out from our due date and she looked ready to pop. Which she probably was. Twins rarely came on their due date. They were usually early. Which was exactly why I had to-go bags packed into every vehicle we owned. I even made my dad and Lana’s Nan put one in their trunk.
My angel’s lips curled as I pulled up outside Ashworth.
“Ugh, how come you don’t have to go to school.”
“I’m two days away from graduation,” I reminded her, “And you still have exams.”
After our discussion with the principal, which was more of an argument, until Preston showed Mr. Sampson a video of his granddaughter at the playground, Ashworth had become very accommodating. They even offered to let Lana take her final exams online. She declined, insisting she was no different than anyone else. Ever try telling a pregnant woman to calm down?
I jumped out of our new SUV–never thought I’d be driving one of those–and dashed around to help my wife get out.
“Come on, Baby,” I said, holding my hand out.
Her fingers wrapped around mine as she groaned and struggled to shuffle out. I watched her nose crinkle and felt my dick jump. Lana might not think she was sexy right now, but I though she was hot as fuck. Her skin was glowing, though she claimed it was sweat, and she smelled absolutely delicious. All I wanted to do was run my tongue all over her.
One loud oomph and a sharp tug from me and my sweet angel was on her feet.
“I hate this,” she cried, tucking her face into my chest to hide her tears. “I’m so fat.”
I cupped her face, turning her teary eyes up to mine while kissing her head, and cheek, and then the tip of her nose.
“You’re beautiful.”
This was my time to shine. The moments when I was the one thing she needed. There was nothing in this world that could compare to her gentle sighs or pretty smile. I didn’t need the promised land, or a spot in paradise, because taking care of Lana was my heaven.
“Hey,” Luke sauntered over and tipped his chin at the wet streak on Lana’s face, “Bad day?”
I shook my head. “She’s good, aren’t you, baby?”
“I’m hungry,” Lana grumbled in response.
