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I noticed it then, right in the center of the central workspace: a single rose, in a beautiful glass vase. Only it wasn’tjusta vase. It was the tri-colored ‘doorstop’ Aiden had made when I’d brought him toShatter.He’d apparently tested my new furnace and reworked the piece, drawing out the top until it was tall enough to hold at least one flower.
“Oh my God,” I smiled, lifting it between my fingers. “You actuallydidit!”
He flushed red under the praise. “Yeah, well it’s pretty rough.”
“Still…”
“And don’t try to pour water in it or anything,” he chuckled. “It leaks like a sieve.”
I looked up at him, this gorgeous blue-eyed man who loved me enough to smuggle jagged glass cullet home in his pocket, then rework it into something special and meaningful.
“We could try to fix it if you wanted to,” he shrugged.
“Not a fucking chance,” I beamed back at him, through my tears. “It’s perfect the way it is.”
I reached out for him, while motioning Connor over. Still glassy-eyed I hugged the two of them together, and enjoyed the familiar security of two pairs of arms, sliding around me.
Perfect the way it is.
My mind spun happily through everything: the shop in the mansion, the unseen nursery, the tiny baby, growing in my belly. Most of all my three beautiful lovers, who each loved me in turn. Who I’d grown to love just as much, if not more.
And then I realized… maybe everythingwasperfect.
Much more than I ever knew.
Fifty-Four
JORDYN
“You still don’t see it?” Connor demanded, thumping the thin strip of heat-sensitive paper one more time. “He looks just like me!”
The others groaned, from their positions in the car. Aiden driving, with Connor beside him. Elliot in the back, his hand clasped in mine, the four of us still smiling after our first ultrasound sonogram.
“When he comes out mine,” said Aiden, “you’re going to be awfully quiet.”
“Yours?” the Irishman laughed. “I probably made her pregnant that first—”
“It could be mine,” Elliot offered from the back seat. “We’ll know if it comes out with a tie already on.”
It wasn’t often he joined in on the fun, but Elliot had been in a fine mood since returning from his trip. The joke made everyone but Connor laugh.
“Alright fine,” said Connor. “Why don’t we ask her, then? She’s got maternal instinct now. She’ll tell you.”
Three expectant gazes swung my way, including Aiden’s in the rear-view mirror. I smiled and let my eyes close theatrically, while running a clairvoyant hand over my belly. I even hummed a few mantras out loud, that I’d learned in Yoga class.
I let it go on for ten long seconds. Fifteen…
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” spat Connor.
“It’s a boy…” I murmured, pretending to be in a trace.
The car went suddenly silent. All I could hear was the distant sound of the road whizzing by, on the other side of the window.
“Or a girl…” I continued.
Connor groaned. Aiden chuckled.
“Ortwins…” I threw out there, and the statement elicited even more silence. I opened one eye the tiniest bit. “Twins run in my family of course,” I said. “And sonograms don’t detecteverything,especially the first one.”
