Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 53638 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53638 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
“How come you didn’t make a mistake and find your way to my bed?” Damien asked Bronagh, grinning.
“Simple.” She grinned back. “You moved away, and I got to know ‘im better.”
Damien’s face dropped. “I knew I should have stayed here.”
Bronagh laughed, but Dominic was less than amused.
“Give Georgie back to Bronagh,” he ordered.
Damien frowned. “Why?”
“So I can kill you,” came his brother’s response.
Damien held onto Georgie for dear life, which I found amusing. I shook my head as I took a sip of tea. I looked back at Alannah, found her looking at Damien before she looked down at Alec’s cup and swallowed. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say she looked guilty of something.
Interesting.
The room became crowded when Ryder walked in, taking the seat next to me. I wasn’t surprised when Alec re-entered the room with Keela minutes later and glared at Alannah as if she had just killed his parents. I snorted at him and opened a jar of mayonnaise that was on the table and grabbed some bread and ham from the fridge so I could make a sandwich. Bronagh, who was next to me, pulled a face when she smelled the jar of mayonnaise that I had opened. I watched as she covered her mouth as if the stench of it was making her feel sick. I widened my eyes at this because the only time Bronagh couldn’t stand the smell of mayonnaise was when she was pregnant with Georgie.
“No. Fuckin’. Way,” she said before darting out of the room and sprinting up the stairs.
I looked at Dominic who looked from the doorway to me.
I blinked. “Did you see that?”
He nodded. “You thinking what I’m thinking?”
“I think I am, but we’ll have to wait and see.”
“What are you two talkin’ about?” Keela asked from the kitchen table.
“You’ll see,” I said, earning a snicker from Dominic.
“No. Fuckin’. Way!” my sister repeated from the upstairs bathroom five minutes later then ran back down the stairs
I looked at Dominic, and we both smiled as she slid into the kitchen.
She was so pregnant.
Bronagh was pale white. Dominic smiled, I smiled, Ryder clicked his tongue, and the rest of the group stared at us with raised brows.
“Why’re you both smiling?” Damien asked Dominic and me.
“Because,” he beamed and flung his arm around Bronagh when she moved to his side holding a white stick, “I’m going to be a daddy again.”
Everyone gasped, and that was when Bronagh spoke.
“You have a magical dick,” she said to Dominic and hugged him tightly.
“I told you that,” he stressed as he hugged her back.
“I bet it’s a boy,” Alec said off hand.
“Georgie’s gonna have her hands full with males, if that’s the case,” Ryder mumbled aloud. “That’d make five boys including the twins, right? Aideen’s not pregnant again... or is she?”
We all laughed at the jest.
“Let’s make a list,” Alec suggested, and held up his hand to count the children. “Aideen and Kane have two boys, Dominic and Bronagh have one girl and one on the way, Ry and Branna are having twin boys, Keela and I are having one—that we know of—and that’s it so fa—”
“What?” I cut Alec off and spun around to Keela who was smiling wide.
“You’re pregnant?” I asked on a gasp.
She nodded. “I found out yesterday, and we went to the doctor’s this mornin’. I’m seven weeks along based on when I got me last period. It could be a little less, but I’m definitely one hundred percent up the duff.”
I screamed, Alannah screamed, Bronagh screamed, Keela screamed, and Georgie screamed.
“Is there anyone else who isn’t pregnant?” Damien asked throwing his hands up in the air. “Because this is getting out of hand. Brothers, keep your dicks in your damn pants. Overpopulation is a serious global problem and you four are adding to it big time!”
The brothers laughed at Damien then they each clapped Dominic and Alec on the back, congratulating them while us girls jumped around with high-pitched voices and a lot of oh my Gods being spoken. It was during the commotion that we didn’t hear Kane, Aideen, and the boys enter the house.
“Why’re you all so happy?” Aideen shouted over us, getting our attention.
She pointed at me. “Don’t be jumpin’ around when you’re so close to birthin’ twins.”
I rooted myself to the spot. “She’s right; jumpin’ around isn’t exactly encouraged by pregnant women. With more than one of us being pregnant too, we’d better quit it.”
“Who else is pregnant besides Branna?” Aideen asked, an eyebrow raised.
She almost instantly began screaming when Bronagh and Keela raised their hands. She pretty much tackled them both with a hug before doing the same to Dominic and Alec, who laughed at her and returned her hug happily.
“I’m so glad it’s not me,” Aideen said, making us all laugh.
Kane snorted. “You’ll probably be pregnant again before they give birth, and you know it.”