I take a slow breath. Link bounces a little. “Ice cream. You promised.”
“I did promise. But are you okay with the kids at school?”
He shrugs. “They don’t get it.”
“No.” Gunner agrees, ruffling Link’s hair. “They don’t get it and that’s o.k..”
6
SOPHIA
Ihang up the phone and face Roman. He takes my hand tightly and rubs his thumb over my skin. I know he’s waiting. I take a slow breath and hug my husband, looking up at him. “Amore ...”
“The baby ...”
“Ourbaby,” I emphasize the word. “Is so healthy, big, determined, and ... active.”
“Healthy.” He sighs, a stutter in his throat. “It’s healthy.”
“And the blood test had another result for us, Roman.”
He pulls me closer. “Whatever it is, we will love our baby, just like we’ve loved Cora and Link. No matter what.”
He whispers to me in Italian, saying the exact same thing. I reach up to his face and smile as my chest swells with happiness. “Roman ...”
“I can’t take the suspense,” He whispers. “please, Bambina.”
“It’s your baby, Roman. And there isn’t just one. Holden didn’t notice on the monitor, I mean, the doctor had to point out the first one, but ... I’m having twins. They’re yours.Yours.”
“Mine,” He says softly.
“Yes! Yours!” I giggle. “Biologically, they are yours.”
Roman sweeps me up into his arms, spins me around, and kisses me hard. “Mine!”
We laugh and he shakes his head as his eyes water. “Mine.”
“Yes, amore. They’re your babies. Twins. All your work, all our ‘practice’, all your love .. enough for two babies.”
He laughs and rubs his hand over his face before collapsing in the chair. He pulls me down with him. “Four little ones running around. Four?”
“Four.” I laugh, rubbing his chest. “We’re going to have our hands full.”
“Wow. I just ... four.”
“Yup.” I kiss along his jaw and he catches my face to kiss me hungrily.
“The window,” I say with a gasp.
But when I look up, the curtains are being drawn. Roman takes off my shirt and kisses my neck and my heart. “I love you so much, Sophie. So damn much. I can’t wait.”
“You’re never patient.” I pant.
He undoes my bra and pushes my breasts up, kissing gently, before giving me a soft bite. Roman circles my nipples, making me squirm. It’s October in New York, there’s already a chill in the air and his touch, so hot and needy drives me wild.
The happiness and love and the hunger in his eyes. I’m going to overdose on my husbands, even this deep into our relationship, I’m falling more in love with these men.
“Roman,” I gasp.