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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.”
“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—” “God damn it,” Thorn groaned, setting me down beside the passenger side door. “The mothers got you drunk.”
“What the fuck was up with Bitchney?” Holly asked, eyeing the retreating forms of Britney, Paul and the rest of their flying monkeys. “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.”
“No, she’s the other half of your heart.” Jack was uncharacteristically solemn right now. “And when hers hurts, so does yours.” That, that was what I’d been trying to say, trying to make clear. I just nodded, feeling my eyes start to ache, so I did what every other red-blooded Aussie guy would do and downed the rest of my beer in one long swallow.
“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.”
“I’ll want you until the sun dies in the sky, until the world goes cold and beyond. Gods help me, I’ll never stop wanting…” He swallowed hard, staring at me meaningfully. “I’ll never stop loving you.”
“Did your mother-in-law just volunteer to do meal prep for your upcoming orgy?” Holly whispered as we waited in line. “Because, damn…”
Then Holly reached out and grabbed my hands. “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.”
