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I look around as I feel somebody disturb the water further away. Suddenly, someone’s hands grab my legs, making me scream.

“Logan!” I shout, but soon, I feel familiar hands drawing me into his chest.

I whimper in relief as his breaths coat my sensitive flesh. In apology, he presses his lips to my jumping pulse. “It’s just me, Cassandra. There is no one here with us. No one is going to hurt you,” he vows.

Somehow he knows, but how? How much of my past has he seen?

“Want to swim with me? Let’s enjoy the pool, unless you don’t trust me?” He waits, hidden in the shadows.

“What are you doing, Logan?” Will he lock me in the hospital like my family did? “Where will you take me afterward?”

“Home, Cassandra. We are both going home to our babies. We’ve got another thirty minutes, actually. Let’s not waste it. Aisha and Leif are cursing us already, and the twins are not happy.” He grins—even if I can’t see him, I know he is.

We leisurely swim in the darkness, and somehow, it feels romantic and comforting. I can sense Logan gliding next to me. My head turns towards his form, and something compels me to go to him. We collide, but the ringing phone startles us. Logan gets out of the pool to answer it.

“We are on our way,” I hear him say, then he turns to me. “Time to get out, the twins need you.”

The twins need me!

Quickly, we dress and run to the car. How long will it take to get back? At least Logan is focused and calm, which makes me feel less anxious.

As soon as we turn into the driveway, we run through the door, straight to their room, where their cries echo. I throw myself into the chair and yank my blouse over my head to expose my breasts. Shit, they are too full! The babies won’t be able to latch on.

“Get out, dammit, don’t you dare eye fuck her now,” Logan growls at his brother, who stands there with locked eyes on my huge boobs.

For some reason, when I breastfeed, I don’t give a fuck. I don’t feel like a sexual being. Perhaps I should because Leif’s tongue is hitting the ground.

“Shit.” Frustrated, I cry out.

“Hey, we need to watch our language,” Aisha warns me, soothing the hysterical twins. “And you, buddy, will be without family jewels if you won’t get your pervert ass to look away,” she angrily adds.

Leif gives her a cheeky grin and a wink, his eyes still on my bursting breasts.

“What is it?” Logan asks, concerned.

“Well, I’ve waited too long to feed them. The twins won’t be able to latch on. They are too full.”

“If somebody sucks out excessive milk, this problem will be solved in a blink of an eye!” Aisha chirps, looking into Logan’s eyes meaningfully.

Before I have a chance to suggest other solution, Logan drops to his knees and grabs me by the waist. His mouth encloses on my aching breast and begins sucking. At first, the ache spreads from every nerve, and as he swallows the milk, I feel the relief of pressure. Usually it’s not erotic thing, but his mouth and previous foreplay in the pool left me hungry for his touch.

“Mmm.” The motion is so damn sexy that I throw my head back as I let out an involuntary moan.

“Shit, I need to get out of here. This is too much for me to bear!” Leif’s voice barely registers with me as Aisha laughs at him.

I expect to see the disgust on Logan’s face, but instead, there is a greedy delight. I’m falling into the heavenly bliss spreading through my body as his mouth closes over another nipple. “Our girl and boy are not going to wait any longer,” I try to distract him.

“Hey, Leon is hysterical, I can’t take it anymore!” Leif charges into the room, panicked. Logan takes Leon from his brother and passes him to me, his little mouth wrapping around the aureole. But Liane is screaming our ears off. My heart gallops anxiously thinking about her.

“Logan, you need to find that pillow for breastfeeding. I will try to feed them both at once.” He jumps to his feet, quickly locating it. We arrange them, so both starving kittens can feed at once.

All three musketeers kneel next to us. In wonder, they watch the twins gulp their milk. I even see Leif look at me differently, but then the idiot ruins it by giving me a suggestive wink as he licks his lips. I shake my head in frustration, knowing perfectly well this man has trouble written all over him.

After thirty minutes, Logan helps me cover up as Leif says, “I don’t mind the view, brother. No need to hide what we have all seen. Didn’t our mom teach you how to share?”

“If you don’t shut up, you’ll be having a swim in the lake and will sleep in the bed you made!”

“Oh no, please don’t. Tell your crazy daddy that he should stop harassing poor Uncle Leif, will you?” he coos to Leon as he waits for him to burp.

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