Chapter 67
Chapter Sixty-Seven
FOUR WEEKS LATER
Harlow
“You’re pregnant,” Raidon tells me as I heave my guts up, his hands tangling in my hair.
“Scarlett is barely four months old,” I retort.
“You went into heat, we fucked you, so now, you’re knocked up,” Raidon chuckles.
“That’s not a guarantee!”
“Isn’t it?” he laughs.
“We can’t have another baby right now. They’ll be the same age! Scar–” I heave, upturning my stomach again, my hands clutching the toilet bowl.
“Only for a few months,” he tells me, unfazed by my vomit, unlike Rhen.
I threw up in front of him the other day, and he, in turn, threw up in the bathtub.
His retching made mine worse, and we turned into a synchronized dance, both of us unable to stop until we had nothing left.
Leon walked in afterward to find us laying on the cold tiles, feeling like death.
Then Thane got stuck cleaning up the mess we made.
I shake my head, hoping he’s wrong. “Please don’t be pregnant. Please be a stomach bug,” I whine. I don’t want to be sick every day. Scarlett didn’t make me this sick. Plus, we have short pregnancies, lasting just 16 weeks, and Scarlett is only just starting to crawl.
Hearing footsteps, Raidon tugs slightly on my hair and I look over my shoulder. “Rhen, don’t you come in here. I’m not carrying your ass out,” Raidon calls.
“Again?” Rhen asks through the closed door.
“Yep, for the past twenty minutes.”
“She’s pregnant!”
“I am not!” I retort, and Raidon laughs.
“You are, and to prove it, Thane should be here any minute with a pregnancy test.”
I roll my eyes at him before finally making it to my feet. I rinse my mouth and brush my teeth. But before I can leave, Thane walks in with a box of pregnancy tests and a cup. I glare at Raidon as Thane hands me the cup. Moving to the toilet, I sit down, only to find them staring at me.
“Get out!”
They don’t, and I scrunch my face up. “Can’t even pee on my own,” I mutter as they turn their backs to me. I pee in the cup and set it down, only for it to disappear before I can even pull my underwear up.
I growl at Thane, who took the cup. Raidon bites the wrapper, tearing it off and pulling the testing stick out. He gives it to Thane while I wash my hands. He then opens another two.
“I’m sure one is enough,” I tell him.
“Nope. You’ll just say the test is faulty,” Raidon retorts. I huff, moving to sit on the edge of the bathtub.
Thane looks at his watch and I exhale as we wait. “Why are you upset? This is a good thing,” Thane says, glancing at his watch again, as if it will make the three minutes go faster.
“Says the man not puking his guts up every morning!” I tell him.
“I’ll talk with Mom and Dad. We’ll get you something,” Raidon tells me.
“Is it safe to enter?” Rhen calls out. Raidon pops his head out the door and nods at him. Rhen wanders in with Scarlett. I hold my arms out for her, and he passes her to me. I bounce her on my knee when Thane’s watch finally beeps. He glances down at it while Raidon plucks the tests out.
“What’s it say?” Leon asks as he walks in. They all huddle around my pee cup, and I shake my head at them. Leon does a happy dance before spinning on his heel and moving toward me. He plucks Scarlett out of my arms, juggling her like a tea bag. She cackles, jamming her fist in her mouth.
“Mommy’s having a baby,” Leon coos.
“Told ya,” Raidon smirks.
“Could still be wrong,” I mumble under my breath.
“What was that?” Thane asks with a laugh.
* * *
ONE WEEK LATER
The ultrasound technician moves her doppler over my stomach.
We estimate I should be about five weeks along, assuming I fell pregnant during my heat.
That means we should also be able to tell the gender today.
I’ve been terribly ill for the last two weeks now, and I’m not gaining weight despite the medications I’m on.
“Yep, she’s five weeks along,” the woman says, pressing some buttons.
“Then we can find out the gender?” Thane asks. The woman nods, pushing her glasses up her nose. I glance at Rhen, whose eyes are on the screen, arms braced on his knees. He turns to me and smiles when he feels my eyes on him.
“So, the gender of baby A is–”
“Baby A?” Raidon asks, and my head turns to look at the screen. She points to the image, and I notice the extra baby.
“Yep, twins,” the woman confirms as she moves the device over my stomach again.
“Now, Baby A is…” she says, adjusting the device a little. “A boy.”
I smile, looking at Thane, who winks at me.
“Hear that! You’re gonna have a little brother!” Leon tells Scarlett, who has no idea what he’s telling her.
“And baby B is… also a boy,” the technician tells us.
“Another boy!” Leon tells Scarlett, who gives him a huge, gummy grin. She started teething recently, and her gums are all swollen. She chews on everything she can get her hands on, including the furniture.
“Now I’ll just turn this up to check their heartbeats,” she says, turning a dial. Both heartbeats are nice and strong as we listen to the thumping. A giddy feeling makes me tingle all over, excitement slivering through me.