Page 34 of A Mafia Christmas

Beth hid her smile behind her hand.

“Does Mommy get spanked, too?” Ben asked.

Alastair smiled and nodded. “Oh, absolutely.”

Beth rolled her eyes again.

Kat, her oldest daughter, was named after Kathrine and Aria. They wanted it reversed, but Aria explained that since she was around more, it would get confusing. Her name was Kathrine Aria, but instead of Kit, as they had called her counselor-turned-close friend, they called her Kat.

Their son was named Benjamin Alastair. It was a big name, but he’d grow into it. In the meantime, they called him Ben.

The daughter under his arm, laughing hysterically, was named after his mother, Isabel. His father had cried when we told him that.

“I’ll be right back, love,” Alastair said.

Beth relaxed and lifted her face up to the sun, and slowly rubbed the foot that was the baby trying to kick his way out. They had found out it would be a boy. This one was more active than the other three, and she hoped that didn’t mean he’d be crazier than his siblings. In her tummy was a boy. They hadn’t decided on a name for him yet.

She didn’t open her eyes when she felt a large, warm body slide up against her. She felt his lips in her hair.

“Are you ready to go up? But I have to remind you the spanking has to wait until the baby’s born.”

Beth laughed. “Yes, I’m ready.”

Alastair stood and then helped her up from her seat before wrapping around her waist.

“So, we decided this was going to be the last baby, right?” Alastair said.

“I didn’t decide anything,” Beth said.

Alastair groaned. “How many more?”

“Just a few,” she said and smiled. She wasn’t worried. Alastair gave in to any wish she had.

He spoiled her before, but in the last several years, it’d gotten even worse. If he didn’t watch it, she might become an annoyance.

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