Page 34 of Daddy’s Perfect Pair

She’s exquisite when she’s pregnant, and I love worshipping her responsive and tight little body.

“MOM!” The girls holler from what sounds like the kitchen, and she pulls off with a giggle.

“Come on, Daddy. It’s Christmas!!!” she says excitedly, climbing off the bed and throwing my a pair of yoga pants on to go with my t-shirt she slept in ost night.

“Yeah, yeah. Ho Ho Ho.” I smile, grabbing my sweat pants off the floor and following her out to the kitchen.

“Yay!” the girls holler when they see us, and Coral is instantly on her mom.

“Can we open presents before breakfast? Please?!” she begs, and Lena smiles down at her.

“You know the rules, munchkin. You need to eat because of your diabetes. Once you’ve nourished your body, we can open presents.” She boops her on the nose as Coral grumbles, heading back to the table.

“I told you so,” Lavender snarks at her sister, and Coral rolls her eyes.

“Girls, behave,” I warn them, and they both sit up straighter.

“Sorry,” they mumble under their breath.

“It’s okay. Mommy, what are we having for breakfast?” I ask her, coming up behind her and kissing her neck.

“I think some yogurt and berries with granola is fine for now. After presents, you can make your famous pancakes?” she asks, and the girls whoop and holler their resounding votes. I guess it’s pancake duty for me later.

“Alright, I can do that.” I love the fridge to gather up the things for this little snack, and help Lena get everything ready before we all sit down to eat.

These girls are my entire world, and I can’t wait to add another little person or persons to the mix!

Chapter 2-Lena

The smiles on the girls’ faces as they play with their new toys is everything to me.

My hand unconsciously goes to my belly, and I wonder if this one will be a boy or a girl, or even twins again. I only got the positive test yesterday, so it’s still early. I will call my doctor next week to schedule an appointment anyways, just to be certain.

We weren’t really trying for a baby right now, but I did stop taking my birth control a few months ago, knowing we wanted more and Ford was supportive. We didn’t know when I would get pregnant, but the amount of sex we have is still insane so we knew it would happen when the time was right.

I’d like to say that the twins slowed down our crazy hyperactive sex life, but all they did was help us to hide it a little better and keep it behind the closed bedroom door.

I can never get enough of my husband, and him becoming a father to Coral and Lavender just made him that much more attractive in my eyes. Something about him being a great dad just gets me so hot for him, it’s crazy.

“What are you thinking about, wife?” he whispers in me ear as we watch the girls play.

“How much of an amazing father you are, and how happy you make us,” I tell him honestly, snuggling into his side.

“You girls are my entire world, and now you’ve made me an even happier man when I didn’t think that was possible.” His hand moves to rub my belly, and I sigh.

“I wonder if it’s twins again,” I say out loud, voicing some of my thoughts.

“God, I hope so,” he whispers sincerely, and I chuckle.

“Says the man who didn’t have to pee every ten seconds for nine months,” I scoff, and he nips my neck with his teeth.

“That May be true, but you loved every second of knowing those girls were ours,” he points out, and I sigh.

“True. The charity is in a really good place now, too,” I say. “I wouldn’t have to work through the morning sickness like I did the first time around.”

That had sucked. Carrying twins is seriously no joke when it comes to hormones.

I threw up constantly and cried at so many damn things it was ridiculous. Not to mention the fact that my back was killing me by the time I was four months along.

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