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She snorts. “Not today, babe. I’m saving my uterus for you.”
“Jesus.” I shake my head and press my smiling face into my hands.Don’t reward her bad behavior. Don’t give positive reinforcement for startingthatrumor.I look up and meet her smiling eyes, then I burst out in laughter and tug her close. “I can’t believe you just did that!”
“He was being mean, babe. In that one single twenty-foot walk, we both have illegitimate children with someone else. Is it always like that?”
I turn and lead her toward the ballroom. “Yeah, it’s always like that.” I lead her through the lobby and into the ballroom. There are more cameras here, but they were organized by the event coordinator, not just random paps, so we pause at the entrance and pose for them. I snake my hand around Kit’s waist, brush my hand over the bare skin at her back, since her amazing dress is backless, and I latch onto her hip and pull her in as tight as I can. “It’s fucking ridiculous how much I love you, baby.”
Finally, her shaking body begins to relax. Turning, she looks up into my eyes. “I love you, too. I’m sorry if I got you into trouble.”
I press my lips to her temple. “No trouble. But Jimmy will be walking around licking his feathers now. Don’t you understand the beast you’ve unleashed?”
She snickers and allows me to lead her away when the photographer waves us off. I tuck her arm through mine, and we wind our way through the tables, past fancy flower arrangements that remind me of our wedding, then past women doing their best to be noticed, and men pretending not to notice.
We arrive at our table to find everyone else already seated. I kiss my mom on the head as I pass her, but instead of letting me go, she pulls me down to kiss me on the cheek. I’ve never been so fucking happy to see my family. “You look so handsome, honey.” She wipes her thumb across my jaw to remove lipstick. She didn’t kiss me on the jaw. But Kit did. “And you…” Mom brushes me aside and latches onto Kit. “You look stunning. Absolutely stunning.”
“Thank you, Nell. You look beautiful.”
“Sit next to me. Please. I want to hear more about Europe.”
On my mom’s other side, Jack sits in a suit that has him looking like a grown ass man. “Hey, Kit.” He laughs to draw her gaze, and when she looks up, nods to a screen behind us. Live footage from the front of the hotel of people arriving. “Oops.”
Kit claps her hand over her face and looks at my mom, then to a smug Jimmy, as he sits back smiling like he just got laid. “I knew you liked me, Princess. The cat’s outta the bag now. Can we call our firstborn Bobby? I think it’d be fun to make the kid ask Uncle Bobby why he was named after him.”
I smack him on the back of the head as we pass. “I’ll break your leg, Jim. Then you won’t get to fight next week.”
He rolls his eyes. “Shush. You’re busy with your own baby momma, anyway.”
“Who the fuck is Katarina Belahomanoma?”
“Robert. Don’t swear.”
“Belenova.” Tink laughs when I pass. She stands and juts her chin out for a kiss. “Katarina Belenova. She’s a model. A very pretty lingerie model who looks like she didn’t eat this year. Judging by the size of her stomach tonight, that baby must be less than three days past conception… and we know you haven’t been bedding any lingerie supermodels this week. Other than Kit, that is.” She smirks and takes Kit in her arms for a hug.
Kit’s eyes wheel around the room as she processes Tink’s words. “She’s here?”
“Mmhm. Midnight blue scrap of material. Legs. Badonkadonk.”
When Kit’s eyes zero in on the woman in question, her lips drop into a pout. “Aww, poo. She’s really pretty.”
“Ah, babe. You do realize I don’t actually know that woman. We have no love children between us…”
“I know. But the media are saying it. Which means I’ll have to see pictures of you and her on TV and in magazines.”
She’s right. Despite the completely fabricated story, we’ll have to see her everywhere for the next few months until her story dies down and people get bored with it.
“Stupid twat,” Izzy grumbles beside Jim. With her hair tied up in a sleek ponytail and a sparkly silver gown wrapped around her cute basketball stomach, she looks beautiful… and furious. “It pisses me off that these people try and harm happy families for their fifteen minutes of fame. I might follow her to the bathroom tonight and show her what happens to assholes who try to break my family up.”
“Forget it, Sissy.” Jon lifts his drink casually, but his jaw ticks nonetheless. “She’s on the Kincaid fame train. It was gonna be either Bobby or Jim. She chose Bobby; luckily, since Kitten chose Jim.”
Kit snickers as we finally reach our seats and slide in. “It’s such bullshit, though. Why can’t these people just do their own shit? Why try to latch onto someone else’s coattails? Where’s their friggin dignity?”
Aiden simply shrugs next to his blonde date. “It is what it is. We know the truth, so we keep living our lives.”
Is she the blonde from the store?
I silently look between him and his date for entirely too long before he takes a hint. “Oh, right. Sorry guys. This is my date, Anja. Anja,” he looks at us, “this is my family. Ah, the one with the love child and wandering wife is Bobby. He fights next week.” He points to Kit. “His beautiful wife Kit, who’s having a child with my other brother, apparently.” Kit snorts and does a shy little wave in hello. “My mom, Chantelle.” I raise my brow at his use of Mom’s full name. No one calls her that. “Next to her is my brother, Jack. He’s also Kit’s brother. My family is all kinds of messy intertwined relationships. Lot’s of dads, not enough moms. Don’t feel bad if you get lost.” He points to Tink. “Then Casey. She’s got a whole different set of moms and dads, and I’m pretty sure she’s not pregnant to anyone right now. Surprisingly, she’s our normal one today. Trust me, I’m as surprised as you are. Ah, then my brothers Jon and Jim. Jim’s also fighting next week.” Anja’s eyes lock onto Jim hungrily. “And last but not least, my baby sister, Izzy.”
“Hello, it’s nice to meet you all.” She turns to Iz. “How long until you have your baby?”
