stomach from the sonogram. I tug my shirt down and sit up as he puts his equipment away. “As long as it’s healthy, I guess it doesn’t matter.”
“That’s right,” Dr. Lamb says in a cheery voice. “And I need you to take your pre-natals. You’ve been skipping them, haven’t you?”
“They make me barf.” Everything makes me barf, actually, but the prenatals are especially bad.
“Try taking them anyhow. Take it at night if you can’t stomach it in the morning, and make sure that you’re eating a lot of iron. I see that with a lot of my wolf mommies. We don’t want you becoming anemic, do we?”
I grumble a response. Wolf mommies. Shoot me now. “Anything else?” I ask as I slide off the table.
He makes a few marks on my chart. “I’m going to give you a prescription for the nausea, and I recommend you have a nice little chat with the baby daddy if you can.”
I frown at him. “What? Why?” He knows that I’m not with Connor.
Dr. Lamb can’t stop grinning. “Because you’re having twins. There’s two heart-beats in there.”
Oh jesus. I’m glad I’m sitting down when I hear that, because the world spins around me.
Twins.
I haven’t been able to fathom how I’m going to take care of one baby on my own. How am I going to handle two?
* * *
I head back to work in a daze. My brother Austin’s sitting at my desk when I get back to the office, and Ramsey’s sitting at Sara’s desk. He glowers at me when I come in, but I ignore it. “Where’s Sara?” I set my purse down on my desk and lean heavily on one corner.
“She’s taking pictures of a new client,” Austin says, wiggling his brows at me. “She’s a fox.”
“Is she really a fox, or is she just sexy?”
“Legit fox,” Austin says. He leans back in my chair and props his feet on the corner of my desk. “Though she’s not hard on the eyes, either. Where ya been?”
“Doctor,” I say. The moment I do, Austin jumps up from his chair and gestures that I should sit down. Normally I’d roll my eyes, but I’m feeling so miserable that I sit without protest.
“You okay?” Austin presses his hand to my forehead. “Are we putting too much on you with the Primordials? Do I need to talk to Beau?”
I shake my head. “Diarmid and the others are good guys. They’re no trouble.”
“You say that, but when I came in, you had a slice of janky-looking pizza on your desk,” Austin cautions.
I smile, because Diarmid sure hasn’t given up on the idea of being my baby’s father. Babies , actually. The thought makes me dissolve into tears. “Maybe I should take him up on it. I’m having twins, Austin.”
“Oh fuck,” my brother breathes. “Seriously?”
“Yeah.” I don’t tell him that I worry they’re going to be twin wolves. God. I’m having a litter . I clutch my stomach miserably.
“Savvie, I know I’m just your brother, but you know I have your best interests at heart, right?”
I nod, wiping at my cheeks.
“Then maybe it’s time you do find a mate,” he says.
My eyes widen. “One of the Primor—“
He shakes his head and cuts me off. “No! God, no. Look, I love the guys, but they’re nowhere near ready to have a mate and a family. They’re in there right now eating gummy worms and watching a Disney movie. I brought my three to hang with yours. Until they’re ready to hold down jobs and can do more than try to molest every woman they see, we can’t have them mingling with the public.”
He’s right. Taking one of the Primordials as a mate would just give me three people to take care of instead of helping me. I can’t imagine who else he’s referring to, though. “Do you mean going through the agency?”
Austin shakes his head again. “One of the Portland cougars is coming down to work on a project here in Fort Worth,” he begins.
“Oh, Austin, no,” I say, raising my hands. Just the thought of another man is enough to make my sensitive stomach churn all over again. “No one
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