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“Where’ve you been?” I asked idly, distracted by my daughter’s tiny fist wrapping around my finger.
“Dealing with a patient.”
Something in his tone made me look up and scrutinize him. He was trying to hide it, but he looked a little shell-shocked and a whole lot frustrated. I recognized that expression.
“I need to get back to her—”
“Later,” I interrupted, waving my hand toward the door. “Go take care of your woman.”
He didn’t bother to deny it, just lifted his chin and mumbled congratulations before beating a hasty retreat.
“Uh-oh.” Alyssa snickered. “He had the same look on his face that you did when I walked up to you in the parking lot at school.”
“It worked out for me,” I said with a shrug and a crooked smile.
“True.” She winked at me, and I couldn’t help capturing her lips in a sweet kiss.
“Ahem.” Jensen cleared his throat, but I ignored him.
I vowed to send Jana diamonds when she chuckled and dragged her husband from the room because we needed some private family time.
“I love you, baby,” I told Alyssa when I finally ended the kiss.
“I love you, too,” she answered, her expression soft as she stared up at me.
CeCe drew our attention when she began crying and rooting around for her next meal.
Alyssa lowered her hospital gown and brought our daughter to her breast to feed her. It was a tender moment, but as CeCe suckled at my wife’s tit, I couldn't help feeling a little jealous. I couldn’t wait to have my turn when I got Alyssa home and back in our bed. I couldn't take her for six or so weeks, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t satisfy each other.
After CeCe finished and had fallen back asleep, in my arms this time, I was marveling at how gorgeous she was when a terrifying thought struck me.
“We need to have a boy,” I croaked. “Lots of boys.”
Alyssa laughed and shook her head. “How about we enjoy our firstborn for a little while before we go making anymore. And we don’t get to pick the sex, babe. That’s not how this works. Are you sure you know how babies are made?”
I was too caught up in my nightmares about all the little shits that would be flocking around my beautiful daughter one day to catch onto Alyssa’s teasing tone. “Right away. We have to have boys, baby. Look at her. She’s too fucking gorgeous. I’m going to need help.”
“Teach her to take care of herself, and you won’t need to rely on her brothers,” Alyssa stated.
“I still want more protection for my precious girl,” I insisted.
Alyssa huffed, but there wasn’t anything in her eyes besides amusement and love. “Okay, if it will make you feel better, we can try again in a year.”
I didn’t agree or disagree, so she shouldn’t have been shocked when she was pregnant four months later. Nor should she have doubted my commitment to protecting my daughter. I was determined to give CeCe brothers who would protect her, and the next time Alyssa gave birth, it was to twin boys.
EPILOGUE
ALYSSA
We’d lived in my dream home for seven years, but I was still awestruck at times that the place was actually ours. As I pulled into the driveway after making a quick run to the grocery store, I had one of those moments. The hour away had been exactly what I’d needed. Although, I’d had to talk Garrison into me being the one to go because I was desperate for a tiny bit of “me time” after we’d hosted ten six-year-old little girls all day yesterday for CeCe’s birthday party.
My lips stretched into a big grin as I murmured, “Home sweet home.”
My shopping list hadn’t been long, but I was still surprised that Garrison didn’t meet me in the garage to bring the bags inside the house. Normally, he’d smack my butt for daring to carry the bags myself. A sensual shiver raced down my spine at the possibility that I’d earn myself a punishment for not leaving the stuff in the car. Hopefully, the kids would go down early tonight, and I could get a little detention time.
I put the groceries away, and then I went in search of my husband and children. I didn’t have to go far. After we had the twins, we’d turned one of the extra bedrooms into a playroom for the kids. As I walked down the hallway, I heard the low murmur of voices drifting out from there. Curious about what they were doing, I tiptoed closer and pressed against the wall near the doorway.
“Do you want more tea, Daddy?” CeCe asked.
