“Yeah, Loretta wants to come over later and talk. I wonder what she's going to say.” My voice trails off when Owen comes back with his tablet. I force a grin, and he turns on the TV.
“She probably wants to explain herself,” Noah suggests, and I know he’s right.
We watch TV and play games for a few hours until it's lunchtime, and Noah whips up some quesadillas. Owen hasn't left my side all day. Eventually, moments like this will be few and far between, so I try to enjoy them. After we finish eating, I sit at the table and watch Noah clean up.
“Do you think we should tell him?” I ask Noah when Owen excuses himself.
“Only when you're ready,” he says, walking over and pressing his soft lips against mine. I tug at the hem of his shirt, needing him more than I need air.
“Mmm,” I moan against his mouth before he pushes away.
Owen returns with his iPad and plops down.
“Hey,” I say to him, and he looks up at me. “There's something I need to tell you. Well,weneed to tell you.”
I glance at Noah, and he sits at the table beside me and across from Owen, who glances back and forth between us. “What?” he asks.
I lick my lips then grab his small hand. “Do you remember when you were little, and you always asked me for brothers or sisters?”
Owen nods. “Yeah.”
“What if I told you that you're gonna be a big brother?” I ask, and Owen's eyes go wide.
“Seriously?”
I nod with a smile. Owen gets up and wraps his arms around my neck. “I'm gonna have a little brother or sister?”
“Actually...” Noah says. “Maybe both? Your mom is having twins.”
“Two babies?” Owen giddily asks.
“Yes,” I say, loving how excited he is.
“Does that mean you're staying around forever?” Owen asks Noah.
“I'm not going anywhere, bud,” Noah says, then grabs and squeezes my hand.
“So you're moving in?” Owen asks Noah.
“Uhh,” Noah hesitates. “That's kinda up to your mom.”
I don’t answer his question. The last thing I want to do is put pressure on Noah, though I’m sure he’d do it in a heartbeat. “There's one more thing, Owen. You can't tell anyone yet because it's still really early.”
He grins. “Don't worry, Mom. I'm really good at keeping secrets,” he says, then glances back at Noah. “I’m a pro!”
Another hour passes, and I know Loretta will be here soon. Noah and Owen don't let me leave the couch for anything and wait on me hand and foot. While I wait for Loretta, I get a group text from Everleigh and Gemma.
Everleigh: Happy Mother’s Day, mamas!
Gemma: Thank you! Happy Mother’s Day, Katie! How’re you feeling today?
I smile because this Mother’s Day is more special than any of the others I’ve had.
Katie: Thanks! I’m feeling okay! Just enjoying being spoiled today.
Everleigh: Yay! You deserve it. I was super worried about you, but thankfully, Gemma kept me in the loop. I’m glad you’re alive. Otherwise, I might’ve had to avenge you.
Gemma: Everleigh! You’re terrible. Katie, glad you’re doing good. Noah’s being on his best behavior then?