His Alone (For Her #2)

“You’re hungry?” Captains asks. He stops playing with my hair, and a concerned look crosses his face.

“I’m always hungry. Keep petting me,” I snap. “Sorry,” I add, and he laughs. I get snippy when I’m hungry. I also cry all the time for no good reason whatsoever. I’m turning into Mallory.

“All right. Let’s see what we’ve got here.” The doctor walks over to Mal’s side of the bed, and Mal reluctantly moves out of her way, coming to stand by my head while the doctor opens my gown and starts putting the gel on me.

When the monitor touches my belly, the whole room goes quiet as their heartbeats fill the room.

“Oh my God,” Mal says, and I know she sees it. I can hear it in her voice, and I know she’s crying.

I stare at Captain’s face. He’s looking at me until Mal sniffs, then his eyes snap to the screen. “Is something wrong?” I can hear the panic in his voice, and I grip his hand a little tighter. I don’t like that he’s scared. Captain is never scared.

“No, big guy. There’s just two of them,” I tell him. His eyes come back to me, but the panic doesn’t disappear. He’s been so worried about me and the baby, and now there are two to fret over. One more person for him to be concerned about.

“Is she okay? I thought… Fuck, can she handle two?” His voice is filled with both fear and awe. He wants this, but not at the cost of hurting me.

“Everything looks fine,” the doctor declares. “Both these baby girls are right on track, and the tests I’ve gotten back show Paige is doing better than fine. She’s in great shape, and she’s keeping herself and the babies healthy. She’s not the first tiny woman to carry twins,” she assures him.

“Two little girls,” Captain says, staring at the screen now. Then his eyes come back to mine again, and I can see they’re filled with tears.

“Let’s give them a moment,” I hear the doctor say as she wipes the gel from my stomach. I can’t take my eyes off Captain. Watching everything pass over his face is beautiful.

He leans down, putting his forehead to mine. “You’re giving me two little girls?” He says it again, like he can’t believe that I would grant him this wish. I would give this man anything I could. Anything in my power, and maybe even beyond. He makes me whole and happier than I ever thought I could be. I want to do the same for him.

“You put them there.” I smile up at him, feeling my own tears form.

“I’m going to be so good to you and our family. I promise, Paige.” There is so much determination behind his words, and I know he means it. He will be an incredible father.

“Ryan.” I sink my fingers into his hair. “You’re already so good to me and these girls.” He is. This man would do anything for me and our babies. It shows in everything he does. “I’ve never doubted you would be the perfect father and husband. That’s why I was so sad when I thought we couldn’t have babies. Because I know how good you will be at it. I also know these girls will come into this world knowing what a man should be like. I don’t know how they will ever find husbands of their own with a father as perfect as you.”

“They aren’t having husbands,” he growls, before taking my lips in a kiss. His tongue slides into my mouth, lazy and sweet, and I know when we get home I’m going to attack him. He lets go of my hand and slides his palm over my belly. I feel one of the girls give a little kick. I debate if I want to get lunch first or just eat him. When he deepens the kiss, I know my answer. I’m definitely going to have him.

“It’s twins! Two little girls!” I hear screaming outside the room, and I know Mal is losing it on Miles, who’s been out in the waiting room. I can picture her trying to jump up and down and Miles freaking out and trying to get her to sit down.

I start laughing, breaking the kiss.

“You think I was bad before? I’m not sure I’m going to let you out of our bed now,” Captain says, and I know he’s talking about bed rest. But if he’s in the bed with me, I won’t be able to resist. I rub his hard cock through his jeans. I wonder if it’s from the kiss or my belly being out. Something about seeing me pregnant gets my caveman all worked up.

“Sounds good to me.”





Epilogue


Captain



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Five years later…

“NINJA TURTLES.”

“Princess and Her Fairies.”

“Ninja Turtles.”

“Princess and Her Fairies, and you pick the snacks!” Penelope says to Pandora.

Pandora narrows her eyes like she’s thinking it over, but we all know she’s going to pick the snacks option. She tucks one of her red curls behind her ear, and she’s never looked more like her mother.

“Deal,” Pandora agrees.

Penelope scrunches her little freckled button nose in a happy smile, then winks one of her deep green eyes at me. The girls look almost identical, but Pandora has Paige’s eyes, whereas Penelope has mine. Their eyes and attitude are the only real way to tell them apart. Pandora is her mother through and through. Penelope is more girl than any of us can handle, but she seems to be able to manage us all too well.

Just then Paige comes strolling into the room. It takes everything I have in me to keep my ass planted on the sofa between my girls. She’s got on some denim-looking thing that could be a short dress or a long shirt. I don’t know which it is, but it’s too fucking short. It looks almost indecent with her boots that go up over her knees. Her lips are painted a deep red, and all her hair is piled on top of her head, showing off her fucking neck. I want go growl at all the skin showing. She needs to put on a turtleneck and some jeans or something. Ever since she’s had our girls, she’s been dressing up a little more here and there. And the pregnancy only made her hotter. Her hips are a little wider now, and her breasts a little fuller.