Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 30 – Rollercoaster

“Come on, boys,” Victor says, walking unannounced into my kitchen the next day. Note to self, I think, narrowing my eyes. Get a deadbolt for the back door. “We’re taking the day off!”

Alvin and Ian throw their hands in the air, shouting with joy and excitement.

“No,” I say, my voice low. “Today is a school day. We have to go to school.”

The boys collectively moan, looking at me with pleading eyes. I glare at Victor, shaking my head, warning him not to push it. He looks at me, smirking, willing to play with fire.

“Nah, let’s skip it,” he says, and the boys cheer again. “Besides, you’ll be going to a new school soon – a better school. You can skip this one for just a little bit.”

The boys are almost hysterical now with excitement, jumping from their chairs and running to their dad. I cross my arms and shrug, admitting internally that I’ve lost this one, planning my next move.

“Fine,” I say, “where are we going.”

“We,” Victor says pointedly, placing one had on each boy’s shoulder and pulling them to him, “are going to Rollercoaster Kingdom!” The boys begin to yell, jumping up and down, not knowing what to do with their excitement.

“Great, I can’t wait,” I say, smiling, my arms still crossed, refusing to be excluded. “Let’s get ready!”

“Actually, Evelyn -” Victor says, but I interrupt him.

“Who wants to see mommy ride the BIGGEST coaster!” I shout, and Alvin and Ian join in on a chorus of “me me me!” I smirk at Victor, knowing I’ve won this round.

“Let me get my bag, then we’ll go,” I say calmly. “Should we pack a lunch?”

“I don’t know, Papa,” Alvin says, his little courage failing him as he stares up at The Grave Digger, the tallest coaster in North America.

“Ah, it’s not so bad,” Victor says, kneeling down next to him.

“Yeah, it’s safe!” Says Ian, tugging on Alvin’s shirt. “They wouldn’t let you go on it if it’s not safe!”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, Alvin,” I chime in. “Don’t let them peer pressure you.”

“Are you doing it, mama?” Alvin asks, his voice wavering.

I laugh a little. “No, while you do that, mommy is going to have some ice cream and sit on a bench, soaking up the sun,” I say, spreading my arms demonstratively and smiling up at the sky.

go,” Alvin

Victor says, smiling cruelly at

true, mama!” Ian says,

says, trapping

to leave Alvin here all alone,” I say, grasping

to

I say. “I’m in. Let’s

– the big bad Alpha – yelling like he’s about to meet his maker. The boys are laughing and screaming, and even though I know that Victor only planned this spur-of-the-moment trip to take revenge on me for rejecting the payments I can’t help but be grateful that he’s

get off the roller coaster, I can’t stop laughing, my knees shaking. The boys point at me, laughing, and

arm around my shoulders. “Let’s get

laugh and Alvin tugs on my

we did it – it’s good to be brave – but I have to say, it’s not my

you like?” Ian says as we arrive at the ice cream

girl,” I say, throwing my arms out

Victor says,

in two chairs in front of Victor and Evelyn, who ride the swings side-by-side. As the ride turns, everyone slowly rises in the air and spins

the side, like a bird feeling the wind under its feathers. When the ride slows and stops the boys laugh, turning around to their parents.

pumps his hands in the air. “Let’s go

else!”

for Evelyn, helping her out of her seat once she has un-buckled. He raises an eyebrow, deferring the choice to her. She laughs and shrugs. “I don’t really

he cheers, and the

he’s surprised at Evelyn’s capacity for fun today. It’s true, wanted to blow a bunch of money to show her that didn’t care where it went. But Evelyn didn’t let it bother

care. He watches Evelyn laugh, lifting her boys onto horses on the carousel and realizes

the first time in a very long time, Victor

thought, Victor decided not to question it and just enjoy the day with his sons. And

clearly worn out by too many hot dogs and rides that flipped them around in

home,” Evelyn says, yawning herself, “we’re going to start

says, flatly, struggling to keep

cake.” Ian nods,

someone kneeling next to a trash can, snapping pictures. Victor springs into action, immediately closing the distance between them and grabbing the