I hiccupped as my tears started. “I messed up.”
“How’d you mess up?”
“I thought... I thought I’d gotten my birth control shot, but I didn’t. Macy just reminded me. I told you that it was safe because I thought I’d gotten it. But work was crazy and I just... I messed up. I’m so sorry.”
All three men were quiet and still as they watched me. Andrew was the first one to speak. “Are you pregnant?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. It hasn’t been long enough. I promise I didn’t try to do this. I just forgot, and I’m so, so sorry. I’m sorry...”
Andrew pulled me into his chest and stroked my hair. “Baby, breathe. You know we love you. You do know that, right?”
“Yes, but—”
“But nothing.” Lucas wedged himself closer and caressed my cheek. “We love you.”
Warren finally spoke from behind me. “We love you, and we will take care of you and our family.”
“We want kids, Cupcake. We were planning on having you to ourselves for a while longer, but if you’re pregnant, it’ll be the best surprise ever.”
I flushed. “You want kids? With me?”
Lucas rolled his eyes. “You still haven’t gotten it yet, have you?”
Shaking my head, I gasped when Warren took the hem of my shirt in his hands and pulled it up and over my head. “I don’t... I don’t think I understand.”
Andrew cupped my breasts in his hands and groaned. “You’re ours.”
“We are keeping you for as long as you’ll have us.”
Warren pulled my hair up and pressed his lips to my ear. “We want everything. So much sex that you can barely move somedays, marriage, kids, a house, everything.”
Andrew gripped my pants and pulled at them. “And if kids come before marriage, that’s even better. I’m not one of those old-fashioned kind of guys.”
I couldn’t help snorting, even as I helped him push at my pants. “You don’t say?”
He grinned. “Now that you mention it, actually, I’m thinking of this belly curving out with our baby and I like it. I like it a lot.”
I frowned and shook my head. “Don’t kid.”
Lucas smoothed his hand over my stomach and growled. “No, he’s right. You’re going to be so sexy pregnant with our babies.”
My eyes went wide. “Babies? As in plural?”
Warren braced my body even as Andrew moved back between my thighs and pulled his erection out. “As many as you’ll give us. Starting now.”
I moaned as he eased into my body. I didn’t know what to think. They wanted me pregnant. They wanted a family. My heart had never felt so full. It was insanity, but nothing hadever felt so right. I shifted my hips and gave myself over to my triplets, completely. Knowing that I was safe, knowing that they were there, I let everything go and lost myself in them.
My men took turns pleasuring me, each of them being tender and gentle as they stretched me out on the stage and filled me with their very essence. Walking into our life together with open eyes and full hearts.
Chapter 26
I ignored the awful pains that shot through my lower body as I finished roughly shoving a tray of pastries into the oven. I slammed the oven door shut and doubled over. Braxton-Hicks. I’d had the faux labor pains a few weeks before, and there was no way I was being shuttled to the birthing center once again for no reason. There was too much going on.
After the wave of pain subsided a bit, I straightened and moved around the bakery, checking to make sure everything was perfect. The tables in the front of house were decorated with beautiful arrangements of fresh flowers, the display cases were full of fresh treats. Everything was coming together. If I could just keep the pain at bay long enough to get through the night, things would be great.
Cupcake’s was having a soft opening before the bigger grand opening in a week. I wanted to be sure everything was set to be show-stopping. I’d been obsessing over my old recipes and trying new recipes for months and I’d gotten them all perfectly written out and printed into two separate cookbooks for the couple who’d be recreating them while I was out with the baby.
The timing was shit. The triplets had been so eager to give me everything in the world that I could ever possibly want that they’d purchased a building and set up an account for me to build my dream bakery. They’d given it to me on our three-month anniversary, because they were so sappy that they believed in celebrating each month. They’d given me the keys to the building, and I’d given them the news that we were pregnant.
