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“Just that… the guys that are supposed to come together for their mate, do. Koda will be the quiet, serious one you can cuddle up to. Alaric will be all responsible and make sure we have a roof over our heads and food in our stomachs. Lars will be the bossy daddy type…”
“That’s what we keep trying to tell you. If you want kids, we’d love to be the fathers of them. If you don’t want to be a mother, then we’ll just have more time and energy to spend on spoiling you. We just want you, in whichever way you feel comfortable with.”
“Whatever you want, love,” he replied, staring down at me. “Just tell us and we’ll tear apart the whole world to get it for you.”
“Where are we going? Am I about to get the promised twin sandwich? Though… we can’t. Not while Koda’s hurt.” I heard a low chuckle in the back of my head that didn’t come from Thorn. “Are Alaric and Lars going to sub in? But… then it wouldn’t be a sandwich, unless it was a club sandwich—”
“Was she cruising for a bruising? Because I’ve got crystals on my rings.” She flashed her big silver gemstone rings. “And I’ve got a mind to rearrange her chakras.”
“What the fuck was that?” she asked excitedly. “Was that a mum-on-mum smack down? Mumaggedon? A mumapocalypse? Damn, Meryl, that deserves the highest of fives because Nat’s mum is such a biii—”
“They’re gonna imprint on you harder than Jacob did with that weird baby thing in the movie.”
“Did your mother-in-law just volunteer to do meal prep for your upcoming orgy?”
“I’m gonna be an aunty?” I nodded sharply, tears filling my eyes, closing off my throat and preventing me from speaking. “Oh my god, I can’t wait to start teaching it to run with scissors.”
