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.

will slow down today,” I say, shrugging. “There’s too much snow for anyone to do anything or go anywhere, so the whole

of bed. “Come on,” I say, heading for my door.

the prospect of it – they’ve only had one snow day before, on Christmas, and today is their first real snow. I want them to do it all –

shoveling down his cereal at a record

to text him. I had sent him a text last night, but so

me when you wake up. The doctor told me you’ll be fine

bright, distracting me from my phone. “And Uncle Rafe and

hesitate at this one, and he sees

pleads, Ian

wide. “We just

day, after all. I tap out

Evelyn: Are you up?

and I breathe a sigh of relief as

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

day today! The boys want everyone to participate, so

wait long for

captain.

men in their puffy snow suits. As promised, Victor and his family are there,

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

the boys want to build a fort and have a snowball fight, he orders the Beta team to build the

grow dark. Then, wrapping a blanket around her shoulders, Evelyn goes outside. “Come on,

are tired – the boys

with their gear and begins to prepare their plates

with pop pop?” Alvin asks, watching her

Evelyn says, looking at Alvin curiously out of the

Ian says, grabbing his plate and carrying it into the living room, where their grandfather is watching the news on television. Alvin follows eagerly after. Henry, earlier in the day, had asked to be transferred into his favorite comfortable recliner. Ian climbs onto one of

grandfather says, eyeing their plates suspiciously. “I don’t want

Alvin says, smiling at

to drop any,” Ian says, and indeed, the boys shovel the food into their

peacefully for a while, watching TV,

the tea that Uncle Rafe made for papa? We want to be

continues. “We want to be like the

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