“So you're moving in with Tatum?” I ask, pouring the hot water into the mug. Valen growls and reaches for my cup, but I glare at him.
“Oh, here,” Macey says, distracting him by giving him the vial. Valen holds it up to the light and I can see the metallic silver liquid inside.
“By the way, how did your ultrasound go? I forgot to ask earlier,” Macey says, looking at Valen. It’s Macey, and I know she wouldn’t blab to the world, and neither would Zoe; and Valen told his father already.
“You jinxed me,” I tell her with a giggle.
“Jinxed you?” she says, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Twins?”
“Triplets,” Valen says behind her, and her lips part as she looks at my nonexistent stomach.
“Girl, you gonna be huge! Like beach ball huge!” she laughs.
“Wow, bet that was a shock,” Tatum says before coming up behind Macey. His arms encircle her waist as he buries his face in her neck.
“Yep, you can say that again. Everly will get her tubes tied after.”
“Oh really,” I scoff.
“Yes, I am not being neutered,” Valen says.
“Yeah, I'm with Valen. No man wants someone cutting into their junk,” Tatum agrees.
“But someone should cut into mine?”
“They will already have to. How many triplets have you heard of being born vaginally?” Valen asks. I suppose he has a point, but why do I have to get it done?
“Nope; if I'm carrying them, you can sacrifice your balls. Your balls caused it,” I tell him, sipping my coffee.
“No way.”
“Why?” Macey demands, just as outraged.
“Because I don't want my balls cut off!”
“They don't cut off your balls,” Macey says, shaking her head.
“I am not losing my manhood.” Typical male response.
“Idiot. And I am not getting my tubes tied. You will either get the snip or wear condoms.”
Valen pulls a face. “It doesn't feel the same.”
I shrug, uncaring. He’s getting it done if he doesn't want any more after these ones.
“Bloody damn litter.”
“Bet Valarian was excited,” Macey teases.
I sigh. “Let's just hope they’re boys,” I tell her, and she laughs.
“I hope you have three girls.”
“Hey, don't say that! You jinxed me last time, so close your damn swallow hole.”
“I can assure you, she doesn't swallow,” Tatum says, and Macey elbows him.
“Prick, will you shut up! Go annoy Valen and compare dicks, or whatever it is you men do,” she snaps at him.