“Mommy!”
Kayla and Kayden screamed, running to the bed.
“Careful. She’s not so strong,” Tristan’s mom told them.
I smiled at Vina’s daughter, Jenna.
“Hey, Jenna,” I whispered.
She smiled and waved at me.
“You wanna hold your brother?” I asked the twins.
They both nodded frantically. Vina helped me position them on the couch and gently placed the baby in their arms. They held the baby for a few seconds before Vina took him and cradled him in her arms as he began to whimper. My parents spent a few minutes with me before they left with Tristan’s mom. Vina stayed back with her daughter and the twins. Tristan didn’t leave my side. He kept denying my request for him to get some rest and food. While I breastfed the baby, we both stared at Kayden and Jenna as they chased each other around the room, giggling.
“Don’t they look cute together? I smell love in the air,” Vina whispered beside me, and I shook my head, laughing.
“They are just friends,” Tristan and I said in unison.
“Don’t underestimate my psychic abilities.”
Tristan and I laughed while she frowned.
***
A Few Months Later
It was the last day of school for the twins, so they were dismissed early. I was twenty minutes late from picking them up because Jax had spilled his milk on his car seat and all over the backseat. I didn’t even know how he had opened the bottle.
The prep school was still crowded with kids, and the school buses were already queuing up to pick up those who used the bus. Everyone looked so excited. I smiled at the twins as I pulled into the driveway.
I worked from home as a communication liaison and made it my duty to drop off and pick up the twins from school even if Tristan suggested a driver.
Kayden waved at his friends one last time while Kayla skipped to the car. She was still having a hard time making friends due to her social anxiety.
“Hi, Mommy.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek.
Kayden did the same thing when he entered the car.
“Hey, pumpkins.” I smiled at them.
“Mom,” Kayden groaned, looking annoyed.
I winked at him through the mirror. For some reason, he hated the name when I said it in front of Jenna. There was really nothing to be embarrassed about. Pumpkins were cute.
“Sorry. Your brother spilled his milk on the backseat,” I apologized when I saw the look on their faces.
“Jax.” Kayla frowned at him, but he only giggled in return.
She smiled and tickled him, and he wriggled in his seat, giggling.
“Is Jenna still in school?” I asked.
“No, her driver already came to pick her up,” Kayden replied.
I gave him a smug look through the mirror.
“Mom, stop,” he groaned.