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Ipress a soft kiss on Finn’s cheek as he sits contentedly in Mikey’s arms sucking on a chunk of pineapple, before bending and scooping Ella up for a cuddle. She grabs my hair and pulls with an excitable squeal before wriggling to get back down to the floor where she can continue crawling around and causing mayhem. I place her back down and she gives me a beautiful smile in return.
“Our little girl is gonna turn us all gray by the time we’re thirty, Red,” Mikey whispers.
I crouch down on my heels and take Liam’s sneaker from her, just before she sticks it into her mouth. “She is not!” I insist. “She’s just spirited, aren’t you, baby girl?”
“Spirited? That’s what we used to call Mikey, and look how that worked out,” Conor laughs as he comes up behind me, picking Ella up from the floor again. She doesn’t resist him though. She giggles as he hoists her high up into the air. Such a Daddy’s girl.
“She’s gonna be a warrior princess, aren’t you, baby?” Conor says and she squeals in delight.
Meanwhile, her twin brother looks on, happily eating his pineapple. They have such different temperaments.
Conor tucks Ella into the crook of his arm and gives Finn a kiss on the head too before he focuses on me.
“Where are you going?” he says, looking me up and down. I usually don’t wear shoes, or many clothes in the apartment, but I am bundled up ready to brave the New York winter.
“Going to collect my dress for tomorrow night from Callie,” I say with a grin.
I am so excited to see it and even more excited to wear it tomorrow night for the masked ball. Callie owns a boutique in Manhattan and she is an artist when it comes to clothes. She knows what suits me and my coloring way better than I do.
“I’ll come with you,” Conor says with a wicked glint in his eye. No doubt remembering the very first time he and I had sex in Callie’s dressing room — and the many times since.
“No you won’t,” Liam says as he walks into the room wearing only one sneaker. “I’m taking Jessie shopping.”
“But taking her shopping is kind of my thing,” Conor says with a frown.
“I’ve been looking for that,” Liam says, spying his stray sneaker on the floor.
“The pint sized terror stole it,” Mikey says, indicating Ella, who has started to wriggle now that she doesn’t have Conor’s full attention.
“Sorry, bro. I haven’t spent any time alone with my wife for three days,” Liam says as he pulls on his shoe. “I get the shopping trip.”
“Fuck!” Conor mutters just as Ella starts to cry and hold out her arms to me.
“Oh, you want your mama when you’re upset,” I chuckle as I take her from Conor and give her a quick squeeze before placing her back on the floor where she wants to be.
“Besides, we have to go to The Peacock Club after to make sure everything’s set up for tomorrow,” Liam adds as he stands up straight.
The Peacock Club is one of a string of exclusive, private clubs we own across the States and Europe. They are sex clubs which cater to every kink imaginable. Every year they hold a Christmas Eve masked ball and they are the hottest tickets in the city. We didn’t go last year because I was eight months pregnant, and I had thought we wouldn’t make this years either. None of us wanted to miss our children’s first Christmas Eve, but Shane insisted that they move the ball to the day before – a Christmas Eve, Eve masked ball – so now we are all going.
Liam, Mikey and I mostly look after The Peacock Clubs, while Conor handles the main nightclub, The Shamrock, which makes up half the basement and the entire first floor of our building.
“I can come with you to the club,” Mikey says with a flash of his eyebrows, never one to miss out on an opportunity to visit and make use of one of the basement rooms while we’re there.
“No. They’re going to work, you fucking deviant. Besides, you’re watching the babies,” Conor reminds him. “I have some work to do.”
“Why can’t you watch the babies and let me have an afternoon of fun with my wife too?” Mikey suggests with a wicked grin.
“Because I have to work.”
“But you were going to take the afternoon off to go shopping with Jessie?” Mikey reminds him.
“Yeah, well shopping with Jessie is worth taking an afternoon off for.”
“But looking after our beautiful children isn’t?” Mikey teases.
“Of course that would be worth it if they didn’t have a perfectly good father right here already.”
“You think I’m a good father?” Mikey pretends to choke up and wipes a fake tear from his eye.
