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Oscar
Lily steeples her hands on the dining table. “So, what do all you kids want for Christmas?”
Bren’s kids start blabbering unintelligible words at her, and I smile inwardly when Lily nods as if understanding every broken syllable they’re attempting to say.
I’m fluent in multiple languages and can barely understand a word they say—apart from the word that haunts me—Os. I squirm at the memory of having to babysit them. I’m sure I have a form of PTSD from the experience, but still, it renders me grateful for my own son. A mastermind in the making.
“I want a blue Barbie!” Chloe announces out of turn. Cal drops his head back and stares at the ceiling again. Chloe will be disappointed tomorrow morning. Maybe we can leave before that meltdown ensues.
“We just dyed my Barbie’s hair blue,” Charlie throws out, and Angel nods in agreement.
“Yeah, it’s not like you can buy a blue-haired Barbie anywhere.” Angel jokes.
Cal’s head snaps up. “Do you have any dye left?”
Angel’s lips thin. “I’m not sure. You could always use blue food coloring?”
“We have some in the cupboard,” Con confirms.
Cal’s shoulders sag. “Thank fuck!” He blows out a breath.
“I want a knife like my dad’s with my name on the blade.” Prince grins. The child is barely out of diapers and already wants weapons. I’m momentarily impressed. Finn smiles down at him with pride. “Getting the twins one too.” Finn smirks while Angel looks at him with wide eyes.
“What would you like, Keen?” Lily asks.
“A baby that doesn’t cry. I don’t like it when babies cry. It makes me want to hurt them.” Con chokes on a laugh at his son’s words while all the women look to one another then their babies with their brows raised to their hairlines. I have nothing to worry about where my son is concerned, he doesn’t need to make a noise to be seen; his intelligence speaks volumes already.
“What about you, Princess?” Lily asks my niece.
Princess blows out a deep breath. “I want Sam to come home for Christmas.”
My eyes dart to Finn’s, who is oblivious to his daughter’s words. He’s pushing food into Knight’s and Kingston’s hands, and I wince at the mess they’re creating.
“Sweetie, I told you. Sam is really busy working.” Angel sighs as if she’s had this conversation multiple times with Princess. I almost want to scoff, but I refuse to allow a reaction to slip from my carefully orchestrated mind. Sam is not working. He is sticking his dick into anything that moves because he refuses to deal with his past.
“Christmas is a time to be with your family,” Princess whines, then sticks her lip out for emphasis.
“Told ya, choose a doll or something.” Finn drags a hand through his hair. “Can get you one of them, darlin’.”
“I want Sam!” Princess pushes back on her chair and storms from the room.
“That girl is going to get her heart broken.” Ma sighs.
“Over my dead fucking body. I’ll gut anyone that hurts my girl,” Finn grits out.
“And take their skin off!” Prince grins. Finn sticks his fist out for him to bump while Angel rolls her eyes.
“Speaking of family. Has anyone heard from Teddy?” Cal asks.
“He said he’d try to come.” Ma shrugs. “I understand he has a lot going on with the club.”
A lot is an understatement. I’ve been keeping a watchful eye on my brother’s MC, and I’m happy our half brother keeps his distance. I’d rather not get involved in dealing with an MC; they’re a different breed to Mafia.
Cal nods at Ma’s analogy, but even I can hear the disappointment in her tone. Still, the woman is surrounded by family and a multitude of grandchildren to keep her busy.
“What are you doing with Brennan?” Con asks. Every cell in my body is heightened at Con’s constant questions regarding my son’s welfare. Paige explained it’s because he looks up to my parenting techniques, and I can only agree, knowing I excel in this skillset. Still, the mindless questions are exhausting.
I make the proper gesture for milk with my hands and ignore my brother until Brennan gurgles. My son is too young to reciprocate the motion yet, but I’ve every confidence he will develop the skill shortly.
