slow smile stretched his lips. “We’re going to have a son…” Again, my crystal pulsed, and I clutched my stomach as laughter overtook me. “No, you’re not—” “You said you were certain you were preg—” I cut him off. “It’s a girl.” All three men froze, torn between horror and awe, and I felt a moment of panic for our unborn baby girl. The first of her kind. Three possessive monsters for dads… Our poor daughter was never going to be able to date.
