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“In love. I’m in love.”
“Me too,” I say, smiling.
“And I want to make love to my wife.”
“Wife. That has a nice ring to it. You know,” I say, bringing my mouth to the outer shell of his ear. “I’m hungry, but not for food.”
That’s all it takes. Ben flings me over his shoulder and makes a beeline for our room.
He smacks my ass, making me wiggle. “You’re mine, Mrs. Wallace.”
“Bring it, Mr. Wallace.”
It’s not quite over yet epilogue
Samantha
“You what?” I yell, pushing myself up in bed.
“Sweetheart, you need to stay calm.”
“I am calm, damn it.” I shrug Lucas off and glare at my sister across the tiny hospital room. These sweet babies couldn’t wait to come into the world, and I went into labor a little earlier than expected. “You got married?”
“Y-yes.”
“And you didn’t think I would want to be there? In case you forgot, I’m your twin, Dani. Identical twin. We’re practically the same person, and I have waited my entire life to watch you marry Ben, and you just went off and did it without me?” My anger turns to sadness, and I reach for Lucas when I start to cry.
“I’m sorry.” Nice rushes across the room, tears filling her eyes.
Good. She should be sorry, and I’m going to tell her just that. “You should be.”
She nods. “I know. It’s just…we were there, and it was so beautiful and quiet, and Mom wasn’t harping on me about a caterer, and Ben’s mom wasn’t asking about the band. It was just the two of us, and it was so beautiful.”
“It sounds beautiful,” I sniff. “Oh God, this hurts.” Another contraction builds steam inside of me, and I grip Lucas’s arm. “Why did you let this happen? You and your giant cock are never coming near me again.”
Dani chuckles, but shuts her trap when I glare at her. “You think this is funny? Just wait until you’re pushing a watermelon out of your vagina. I hope you have triplets. Ahhhhh!”
“Breathe, sweetheart.”
“How’s it going in here?” my nurse asks, walking into the room. She’s too damn perky with her high ponytail and even higher breasts. I want to punch her.
“Not good,” I grunt, dropping my head to pillow when the contraction ends. I close my eyes and take a few cleansing breaths. “My sister got married without telling me. I have two humans who are trying to make my uterus their permanent home and—Christ, lady, warn a girl before you shove your fingers up her hooha.”
The nurse—I think her name is Mindy—just keeps probing, and all I can do is sit here and wait for the next contraction to pop up on the damn screen.
“Good news.” She pulls her hand out from between my legs, takes her gloves off, and tosses them in the trash. “You’re at a seven and progressing nicely.”
“That’s you’re good news? Is she crazy?” I ask, looking from my fiancé to my sister. “Good news would be telling me I’m at a ten, the first baby is crowning, and you’re ready for me to push.”
“You’ve got another contraction coming,” Lucas says, reaching for my hand.
“No.” I shake my head and pull my hand from his. “I refuse to do this. I can’t do this anymore.” My voice cracks, and I reach for his hand when I realize that despite my fear of this labor, it’s coming. “I’m sorry,” I cry, pulling Lucas down so I can bury my face in his shirt. “I’m sorry I’m being like this, and shit, this hurts.”
I squeeze my eyes shut and cry and breathe and yell through the contraction. When it’s over and I look at Lucas, tears are swimming his eyes.
“You’re doing wonderfully, Sam. You don’t have to apologize, and I can’t imagine how bad this is hurting you, but I’m here every step of the way.”
“You better be,” I whisper. “Because you did this to me.”
