Total pages in book: 14
Estimated words: 12536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 63(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12536 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 63(@200wpm)___ 50(@250wpm)___ 42(@300wpm)
“You’d hope,” Bryan laughs.
I gaze at the rest of the kids. There are three sets of boy twins and two more little girls who are definitely of different ages. The youngest has a little round bottom that tells me she’s still wearing a diaper. “Rachel.” I point at her and her little cherub face lights up.
“Ding ding,” Ryan says, tugging his baby girl onto his lap and giving her rosy cheek a fierce kiss.
“That must mean that you’re Molly.” I’m guessing that she’s around three now and she’s already got that precocious little-girl vibe about her. “Little Miss Molly,” she says with her hands on her hips. Her papa, Matty, who is probably the most chilled out of all of us here, bursts out laughing. “Okay, Little Miss Molly. Go kiss your uncle Harrison.”
“No,” she says, and runs out of the room.
“You’re losing your touch,” Jenna laughs as I put my hands in the air.
Now for the boys. This is impossible. Did Callum have his twins first, or was it Liam? There’s only an inch or so between the four of them. And then there’s another set of twins who are even smaller. I have no idea.
“Now this ragged crew are tough to figure out,” I say. “Caleb and Chase, Levi and Lewis and Isaac and Israel.” Are they even the right names? I bring my thumb to my mouth and nibble the side of it, staring at the little guys whilst racking my brain.
There are groans all around. “Three out of six,” Carrie laughs.
Three. I thought I was going to do better than that. “Well, I’ve been driving for four hours straight and I haven’t even had a beer yet. You’ve got to let a man off.”
Carrie’s expression softens, and she stands and pulls me into a hug. “You can have a big bowl of tiramisu,” she whispers. “Just don’t tell the rest of these men.”
“What was that?” Ethan asks his wife.
“None of your beeswax,” Carrie laughs.
“So, who did I get wrong?” I ask. Three little hands shoot up. “I’m not Chase, I’m Cole.” “I’m not Levi, I’m Luke.” The smallest little chap looks too embarrassed to speak and runs towards Katelin. “That’s Isaiah,” she says, smoothing his hair back. He grins shyly.
“Wow.” I get down onto my knees and grab Abbey for another cuddle. “You guys all need to stop making babies. Anymore, and we’re going to have to get them to wear badges!”
“That’s actually a good idea,” Bethany says.
Jenna returns from the kitchen with a beer, and I kiss her, so damned grateful for the cool relief.
I settle down into my favorite chair and enjoy spending time with our friends. If there’s one thing I relish about the holidays, it’s the opportunity to step away from the everyday grind and reconnect with the people I love.
We don’t have enough room for everyone to stay. My mom and Jenna’s dad live around the corner, so they walk home, still holding onto each other like newlyweds. Although it took them a while to accept our relationship, things improved when we got married. Even though it’s an unusual family set up, I’m so damned happy that everything worked out.
Bethany and Katelin take their families to stay in the local motel and only Carrie and her crew bunk in our spare bedroom. Abbey has the twins on her floor for a sleepover, and Jenna and I finally get some alone time.
I hope she’s ready.
2
JENNA
I know that after many years of marriage, it’s unusual to still crave your husband as much as when you first got together.
As Harrison closes the blinds, dressed only in a pair of night-shorts, I can barely contain myself.
Damn, my husband is fine!
Harrison might not be doing the football workouts that he did when we were in college, but he still manages to keep himself trim. His chest is ripped with muscle, and his abs are still tight. His powerful thighs are still clear beneath the fabric of his PJ’s.
But it’s his eyes that get me every time. They find mine and my heart skips. He’s been gone for two weeks, and I’ve missed his warmth in bed every night.
“You ready for lights out?” he asks. Am I ever? My pussy is aching between my legs. Aching for the cock that started this whole thing between us.
I remember that day like it happened yesterday. Just one glance through his slightly open bedroom door and I couldn’t think of anything else. Harrison has many amazing attributes, but his cock is something spectacular. Once I’d had it inside me once, I knew I couldn’t let him go.
It’s like we’re made for each other.
“Yeah. The kids have actually gone to sleep. I think today was quite tiring for them. And Carrie, Nathan and Ethan have closed their door.” I raise my eyebrows because I’m pretty certain our spare bed is going to see some action unlike it’s ever seen before.