Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 116

#Chapter 116 – Snow Day

“Mama.”

I blink, my son’s little voice waking me what feels way too early on a Tuesday morning. “Mama, wake up,” Alvin says again.

“Baby,” I murmur. “What time is it?”

“It’s 5 o’clock,” he says, and I groan, turning my head back into my pillow.

“Come back later, baby,” I say. “Mama’s still sleeping.”

“But mama,” a new voice says. My other son. My other demon, I think, cruel in this moment as my sleep is stripped from me. “Mama, it has snowed.”

At this, I open one eye. “Really?” I ask, curious. My two boys are there, looming over me, nodding their sleep-touseled heads excitedly. “How much?”

“Sooooo much!” Alvin shouts, spreading his arms wide, as if to encompass all the snow in the universe.

“Buckets and buckets of snow!” Ian says, laughing and jumping to his feet, bouncing on my bed.

I laugh with him, unable to help it, and sit up to peer out my window. I gasp at what I see.

The boys are right – at least two full feet of snow cover the landscape. The trees are heavy with it, their boughs sinking towards the ground under their alabaster burden.

“Oh my god,” I say, turning wide eyes towards my boys and pretending a seriousness I don’t actually feel. “Boys, you know what this means right?” I keep my face grave.

“What.” Ian says as he stops bouncing, suddenly worried.

“Can’t we go make a snowman?” Alvin says, equally concerned.

“It means,” I say, ominously. And then, quick as a snake, I snatch each of them by the waist, yelling and pulling them down to the bed. “Snow apocalypse! Snow day forever! So much snow we’ll never get out!”

The boys laugh hysterically, riotously, as I tickle them – kicking and screaming with the pure simple joy of a little boy’s snow day.

I laugh along with them, newly excited for the day. I lay back against my pillow, still laughing, but let them catch their breath.

“What does it really mean, mama,” Alvins says, catching his breath first.

go anywhere, so the whole city will take a break. Everyone will stay home and have a

bed. “Come on,” I say, heading for my door. “Let’s

snow day before, on Christmas, and today is their first real snow. I want them to

come?” Ian asks, shoveling down his

had sent him a text last night, but so

doctor told me you’ll be fine – you just need sleep – but I’m worried. Please

from my phone.

one, and he sees

pleads, Ian

mama,” Ian says, his eyes wide. “We just want to spend our snow day with

It’s their day, after all. I

Evelyn: Are you up?

few moments later and I breathe a sigh of relief

sorry. Just woke up. Very groggy today – but I’m fine.

It’s okay. Glad you are better. Snow day today! The boys want

wait long for

aye, captain. All hands

the yard, looking like two happy little marshmallow men in their puffy snow suits. As promised, Victor and

more than Evelyn thought possible. The boys spend half their time outside getting so cold and wet that they can’t feel their fingers anymore. When that happens, they come inside to be wrapped in blankets by their grandmother and fed so much cocoa with marshmallows that Evelyn doesn’t know how they can

hill with every pass. When the boys want to build a fort and have a snowball fight, he orders the Beta team to build the most

window, as the sky starts to grow dark. Then, wrapping a blanket around her

the boys all trudge in, again soaked

helps Ian and Alvin off with their gear and begins to prepare their plates of

pop?” Alvin asks,

at Alvin curiously out of

after. Henry, earlier in the day, had asked to be transferred into his favorite comfortable recliner. Ian climbs onto one of its wide arms and Alvin

their grandfather says, eyeing their plates suspiciously.

won’t!” Alvin says,

says, and indeed, the boys shovel the food

while, watching TV, when

tea that Uncle Rafe made for

Alvin continues. “We want to be like the

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