Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 137(@200wpm)___ 109(@250wpm)___ 91(@300wpm)
Bianca’s nose scrunched, and her eyes narrowed, but then she sighed, and her pretty lips formed an adorable pout. “I know.”
A month ago, Bianca had gone out with some of her female cousins. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to focus unless I had eyes on her, I’d already set it up for her parents to watch our seven kids. All the cousins who were married had a husband hanging out with me in the back of the bar where the girls wouldn’t notice us. When I finally called it a night and took her home, Bianca was three sheets to the wind. And horny as fuck.
She’d practically attacked me and begged me to take her bare, not wanting anything between us. Since I hated wearing the damn condoms, I wasn’t about to say no. We both knew how fertile she was when she was nursing, but she’d demanded I fuck her, and when those words came out of her mouth, I almost nutted right then and there. There was no more thinking until the next morning because we’d spent the whole night fucking until we passed out.
I grabbed Bianca’s toothbrush and put some paste on it before handing it to her. While she brushed, I stood between her legs with my hands resting on her hips. “You always wanted Jaelynn to have a sister, so maybe we’ll get another girl this time.”
She finished brushing and leaned over to spit in the sink, then took the glass of water I handed her and rinsed. After she was done, she glared at me, but there was no real heat behind it. “It better be, Aiden. I love my boys, but Jaelynn and I are getting a little tired of all the testosterone around here.”
* * *
“You can’t be serious,” Bianca gasped.
“Are you sure?” I choked out at the same time.
Dr. Stanley pointed at the screen, counting each little bean. “One. Two. Three. I’m definitely sure.”
Then she stood and cleaned everything up while Bianca and I remained frozen, stunned speechless.
“We’ll want to see you back more often, Bianca,” Dr. Stanley told her. “You're small, so triplets will be tough on your body. But as long as we monitor you closely, everything should go smoothly.”
Dr. Stanley chuckled at Bianca’s dazed nod. “I’ll let you two have some private time to wrap your heads around this,” she said with a snicker as she left the room.
“Not wrapping your head is how we got into this mess in the first place,” Bianca muttered.
As excited as I was about adding another baby to our family, three was a little terrifying. However, that didn’t stop the pride from swelling in my chest. Damn, my boys were overachievers.
“Oh my gosh, Aiden! Would you stop looking so freaking smug?”
I grinned. “You gotta admit. Three babies in one shot is pretty impressive.”
She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “You aren’t getting that giant thing anywhere near me until it’s shooting blanks. I’m dead serious, Aiden.”
I tried to wipe the smile from my face, but it was impossible. We both knew she was full of it. When she was pregnant, my wife couldn’t stay off my dick—not that I was complaining.
However, I also knew she was right, and this needed to be nipped—the pun made me wince as I thought about what they were going to be nipping—in the bud.
“I’ll get it done before the babies come, kitten,” I promised.
That seemed to take the edge off her looming hysteria. “Thank you,” she sighed. “Good grief, Aiden. Ten kids? Who has ten kids these days?”
My smile turned even more cocky, and Bianca scowled, knowing exactly where my mind had gone. “Not your dad. Looks like I beat his record.”
Bianca groaned and fell back on the table. “I’m married to a lunatic.”
“Maybe. But you love me.”
“Heaven knows why,” she muttered.
“I’ll remind you tonight,” I said with a suggestive wink.
She laughed and shook her head as she sat up again, and I helped her off the table. Once she was on her feet, she planted her hands on her hips—they’d grown with her pregnancies and were even more mouthwatering than they’d been before—and stared up at me with a stern expression. “One of these babies had better be a girl.”
I smirked and kissed the tip of her nose. “If not, should I wait to get snipped while we go for eleven?”
“That’s not even funny,” she growled.
“You have to admit, it’s a little funny,” I argued with a chuckle.
She got her wish, though. Several months later, she gave birth to three healthy girls.