wakes up and maybe stops screaming like I know she will, I’ll take her home and start talking to her about the practicality and logic in getting married.
Four babies need a daddy and as far as I’m concerned, I am just that man. All I have to do is revive my girl and find a way to stop her from going hysterical. And then convince her that she needs and wants me.
“Ahem, Mr. Cage? I trust that you understand the dangers involved in your girlfriend carrying multiples?” the doctor asks when Luci still hasn’t come around.
“I do.”
I don’t but admitting that right now aloud, to myself, may just pitch me right back into WTF territory, and Luci does not need that right now. No, she needs a rock when she wakes up, and I aim to be that rock, if only to keep her from going ballistic.
“Good, that’s good because from here on out we can’t allow her to miss ultrasounds like she has been or ignore the facts. Her body is under a considerable amount of strain as it is, and it’s only going to get worse as the months draw on. Now as you may know, she will not carry to term. It rarely if ever happens, and definitely not when the woman in question is of Miss Braxton’s small stature.”
You’re telling me! The woman barely comes to my nipples and half her weight is her damn boobs.
I can’t even contemplate the fact that right now she has four little humans inside her, living off her body. Shit, when I first met her I wondered how she kept her little self alive at all without people stomping all over her.
“She’s…oh my Lord. How the hell is she going to survive this?” Callie breathes, her face now green.
I feel the same way as I look over and see Luci starting to come around.
“Miss Braxton? Luci, dear?”
The doctor continues to revive her as I sit silently and try to hold my shit together.
I’m struggling and I can’t deny it. To learn that the woman I love has another man’s baby inside her was a blow that almost felled me.
To hear that she’s got four…
It’s a blow that I have to breathe through as I clutch her hand and start thinking.
You love her and these babies are yours. You hear me. They’re yours and you love them like yours because as far as you’re concerned, they are of your blood.
Yeah, yeah that’s right, I yell to the universe, daring anyone to dispute my claim. These babies are so mine and nothing anyone else says will change that fact.
Ever.
With that settled I feel myself smile for the first time in minutes and I look over at Luci as she blinks her beautiful eyes open with my heart near to bursting.
“Hey, babe, you okay?”
She blinks again and glances at the monitor, her eyes round as saucers as they land on me.
“I-I think I need a drink, Cage. A big one with an umbrella and everything.”
The chortles behind me seem to shake her up again and I see her scowl before she launches herself at me and starts bawling.
“Well. I guess I’m going to have to go shopping for more baby shit, huh?” Percy mutters.
Yup.
And I can’t wait. I can already see the spare bedrooms I plan to turn into the nursery. I need to call the contractor to break down a wall and get estimates and cribs and—
“Oh, Cage, what the hell am I gonna do now?”
I grin at Indie, Callie, and Percy over her head as she wails and feel heartened when they smile back, giving me the thumbs-up.
Not a damn thing, baby, because I’m taking care of it all , I think as I kiss her head and get ready to fight my biggest battle yet.
Chapter Nine
Mummy
Luci
We all end up at Gruffy’s house after the doctor appointment from hell. I’m still reeling and staunchly denying it all as I sit on the sofa and stare blankly at the wall while everyone seems intent on laughing and joking around me.
Of course I am the butt of all their jokes, but right now I’m too done in to beat them to hell as I have visions of four little genius babies running circles around me.
Oh God in heaven, what
Merry Farmer
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Paul Dowswell
Lisa Grace
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