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We’re all quiet for a beat because, to the twins, Zuko is their everything. They followed his path and have been with him since the beginning.
“If it’s what she wants,” Kyson says.
“Nope. I told him he didn’t have to stay,” I state.
Kyson stares at me.
“Didn’t have to stay, ” he says, shaking his head. “I stay for you and whatever it is you want.” His eyes go a little softer. “If you want the baby, we will have the baby.”
“You shouldn’t have a baby just because I am.”
He lets out a heavy sigh. “You know that makes no sense.”
“I know, but it did in my head. What I am saying is…just because I’m having your baby it doesn’t mean you have to be a part of our life.”
“But I want you in my life,” he argues. “And that baby is a part of you…and me.”
“Yes, it will be.” I nod.
“So, I’ll probably love it more than you because it won’t talk smack to me.” He smiles like he’s won. He hasn’t.
I win.
It’s my favorite thing about us—he lets me win.
The guys stand and walk over to me.
“We hate kids. And I hated these two as kids even more,” Zuko says, motioning to his brothers. “It could be twins, you know.”
Oh fuck! I didn’t even think of that.
Zuko smiles when he sees the sheer terror on my face. “I’ll like this kid, but don’t have any more.” He nods and walks out.
Kenzo grins widely at me before following Zuko.
“Breathe,” Kyson reminds me.
“Twins,” I say through a staggered breath.
Fuck. How did that not occur to me?
“I don’t want my vagina to be stretched that much by two kids.”
“Our mother had a C-section. We came early,” he informs me. “She was on crack too, so that could have been part of the reason.” He shrugs, making my eyes bulge at his words. “What? I never said she was a good mother… Look how we all turned out.”
“Yeah, fucked-up.”
“Hey, at least we don’t beat and control our women.”
“No, you just push them in rivers.”
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, I will never live that down.”
I give him an eye roll.
“Only when they talk back.” He licks his lips. “Now, should we try for another baby?” Kyson steps real close and presses himself against me and I lay my hand on his chest.
“You know you can’t impregnate me again when I’m already pregnant,” I tell him, leaning in close to his lips. “I want dirty public sex,” I whisper. He pulls back and grabs my hand, tugging me toward the door, and I giggle as I follow him. When we get to the street, he slips off his jacket and wraps it around me before he pulls me close.
