Page 68 of Sincerely, Pack Pucked
“Mable, are you okay?” Devin asked, his face suddenly serious, his brows pinched in worry.
I looked down at my bump, a slow smile spreading across my face as I felt it again.
“Y-yeah. I’m good,” I said breathlessly. Without another word, I grabbed Devin’s hand and placed it on my stomach. For a few seconds, he looked at me, confused, but his eyes widened when he felt the sensation rumble beneath his palm.
“They’re kicking!” Devin smiled so big that my heart thumped happily at the sight.
I nodded, mirroring his grin. “They’ve got strong legs, that’s for sure,” I mumbled. “It’s like your stomach rumbling but so much stronger.”
“Aww, they’re clearly going to be a hockey player like their dads!” Jasper said, his eyes filled with wonder and excitement.
“May I?” Saint asked, gesturing to my stomach, his expression so tenuously hopeful that there was no way I could deny him.
“You may as well all get to feel while they’re being wiggly.” I laughed, raising my hands up in surrender.
Food forgotten, everyone gathered around and took turns placing their hands on my stomach, feeling the little rumbles until the baby decided they’d had enough and settled down.
Every one of these alphas had been watching my stomach with rapt attention, so caring and excited about the future that was growing, even as we all sat together.
Maybe having a baby with them wouldn’t be the worst.
Chapter 23
Jasper
Jasper
I’m outside…How about those fries?
Mable
There’s no way you’re outside my dorm at 11:00 at night.
Jasper
You mentioned wanting fries…
Was I being a bit over the top? Probably. Did I care? Not at all. Our girl had mentioned wanting fries a few times throughout the day, so it seemed only logical that I’d get her some. She had been planning to go to one of the cafeterias on campus but got distracted with her coursework. So, like the good perceptive pack mate I was, I’d decided to take her out for some late-night treats. Fries are best fresh, otherwise I would have brought them to her and gotten cuddles that much quicker.
Late-night snacks had worked out really well for Percy, who got a whole night of cuddling. It was officially my turn.
Getting out of the car, I leaned against it as I looked up at the window that I knew led to Mable’s dorm room. The curtaintwitched as she glanced out, her jaw dropping in surprise when she realized I was, indeed, outside, ready to deliver on her request for French fries and not back at the penthouse.
Mable
You’re crazy…
Mable
Give me five minutes to get dressed.
I grinned, happy as a damn clam as I texted her back.
Jasper
Don’t get dressed up for me. We’re only going through a drive-through. You can wear your jammies if you want.
Mable
