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“Well you already have a lot of mouths to feed,” Tate replied. “And once we start knocking you full of babies, it’s only going to get worse.”
“And that,” said Cole, pointing out a specific bedroom, “would happen right about… here.”
On the floor plan, one of the bedrooms had been marked with a single word, scrawled in red ink. It was a word that made my heart swell:
NURSERY.
“Actually,” Jacob corrected him, “the knocking her up part would happen over here.” He pointed to the master bedroom.
“And here,” said Tate, pointing to the other bedrooms. “And here. And here.”
“And probably here,” said Cole, pointing to the living room, where the couch would most likely go. “And here in the kitchen. And then again in the den…”
“Maybe even here in the double-garage,” Jacob pointed. When everyone looked at him, he shrugged. “From time to time.”
My stomach lurched pleasantly at the thought of the guys getting me pregnant. We’d been talking about it for months now, and lately, more and more frequently. It was a dream of mine, and of theirs as well. And the closer we came to it…
“What about outside?” I asked, joining in the fun. “On the porch? Out in the yard?”
“In the swimming pool,” chuckled Tate. “And the pool house.”
“There’s a pool house?” I cried joyously.
“Well not yet,” frowned Jacob, looking down at the plans. “There’s not even a pool, to be honest. But there are four and a half acres.”
“Maybe we should build the house first?” Cole laughed nervously. “To do things exactly the way we want them, it’s going to take a few months. Maybe half a year.”
“Not if you boys are all working on it together,” I joined in the fun. “I mean, I’m pretty sure you can do anything if you all work together.”
“We,” Tate shot back at me. He grinned wryly. “All four of us. Don’t think you’re getting out of this.”
I did my best not to smile, and instead gasped back at him in mock astonishment.
“But I’ll be — how exactly did you guys put it? ‘Knocked up full of babies’?”
“Impregnated times three,” nodded Jacob. “Yeah.”
“That sounds like fun,” I sighed, as the hands on my back began rubbing and kneading. “When do we start?”
“We start when you throw your birth control away,” said Cole evenly. My eyes met his, and he wasn’t kidding. I knew in my heart that if it were up to him, throwing my pills away would happen immediately.
“Maybe we should get the house built first,” I said, repeating his words from earlier. “And then, maybe to celebrate our first night in the new place…”
“We knock you up?” Jacob asked hopefully.
“Yes. That.”
The hands on my back had wandered south, and were now gliding over my mostly naked ass. One of them pulled my G-string up like a rubber band and snapped it back down.
“Of course, there’s nothing stopping us from practicing making babies,” I cooed, turning to kiss Jacob. His lips rolled against mine for a few long seconds, our tongues playing wetly as the others watched.
“But we’ve already been practicing for months now,” said Tate. “No?”
He pulled my chin gently in his direction, then started making out with me next. I could feel the heat in my belly rising. I’d been watching them at the wedding all day long, daydreaming about this moment.
“Practice makes perfect,” said Cole, rolling up the blueprints. He slid them back into the tube before climbing onto the bed. “Or at least, that’s what my mother always told me.”
I kissed him last, but definitely not least. All around me, I could feel the others shifting on the bed. Lifting their hips so they could slide their boxers downward, and be naked against my own naked flesh.
