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Mmhmm.He closed his eyes. He was going to enjoy holding his Kieran. He wrapped around his lover, holding him just tightly enough to feel it, not to smother him.

They had all night. He loved that for them.

Chapter

Eleven

“Thanks for letting me come and hang out. Kaden was insistent he wanted to see Micah, and the guys are busy, and I just didn’t want to listen to him fuss anymore. I’m so queasy all the time.” Lars patted his belly.

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry. Is there anything I can do?”

Kieran felt awful.

Lars was really a very good friend. It was sort of funny because Lars was everyone’s really good friend. It was like the man’s superpower, being a buddy.

“No.” Lars leaned forward. “I’m pretty sure I’m pregnant, so I don’t think there’s anything that can be done.”

He blinked, shocked as hell. “Oh, congratulations.”

“Thanks. Thank you, it’s a good time, I think. You know, Kaden’s going to be a full-on toddler by the time this little one comes, and it seems like good spacing…”

Kieran nodded, wanting to reassure his friend, loving that he was part of a community where he could be trusted to know these things. “It really is a good time. Lachlan’s interested in having another baby as well.”

“Is he? Well, that’s nice. Areyou? I mean, Lachlan is important, of course.” Lars rolled his eyes. “But you’re the one who’s going to have to carry, so really your opinion counts more.”

Kieran cracked up. “Oh, I know, I know. Yeah.” He rolled his eyes and leaned in, like he was worried the little ones playing in the ball pit could hear. “Can I tell you a secret?”

Lars nodded. “Of course.”

“I kind of wish it would just happen so that I could be like, ‘Oh, I got pregnant,’ and I didn’t have to?—”

Lars looked at him, one eyebrow arched, and his cheeks heated.

“I know, I know, so I don’t have to be responsible. It’s so stupid, isn’t it? Wouldn’t it be neat if I just happened to get pregnant again, and it just happened to happen, and I could be like, ‘Oh Lachlan, guess what? We got pregnant’?”

Lars cracked up. “Or you could just tell him, ‘Let’s try to have a baby,’ and then, when you’re in heat, have lots of sex. I’ll watch Micah for you. That would be a perfect excuse to actually leave the house.”

He glared at Lars. “I know, I know! I just can’t.”

“You’re going to have to, Kieran. If you don’t ever leave this house, that’s totally up to you, but honey, Micah is going to have to go and meet other people. It’s not going to be that much longer before he goes to school.” Lars made sense. It was just so damn scary.

“I’m trying. I understand all of that rationally, but I just—” He took a deep breath. “I want to go flying with Lachlan. That will be my first step.”

“Oh, how exciting is that? Oh, that’s so cool. I mean, seriously, it’s incredible. I wish I could fly with Bryant for the first time again.”

Kieran chuckled softly. “Thanks. I want to see everything, the entire wing. I don’t suppose you would watch Micah while we did that?”

Lars grabbed his hand and squeezed it. “Of course I would. No question.”

Kieran nodded. He knew that. While Lachlan was the one who’d taken them in and healed them, and Bryant had stood up to the assassin, it had been Lars and Samuel who’d removed the threat to the wing that had followed Kieran in. The baby was safe. No problem at all.

“I appreciate it. I think first he’s going to fly with Bryant because they’re feeling a little disconnected again. Those two, I swear. They just need to learn how to communicate like something besides big chested, bumping alphas.”

Lars laughed out loud. “They really do, but that’s easier said than done, isn’t it? Alphas are wonderful and incredibly hot but not particularly communicate-y.”

“No, but Lachlan is gentle. He hasn’t insisted I move into his rooms yet.”

Lars shrugged. “Maybe you need rooms all your own.”