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

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

boys ask a million questions about what they’ll do today. I am pleased by 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 – sledding, hot cocoa, snowball fights. Skating,

shoveling down

my phone to text him. I had sent

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

me from my phone.

this one,

Alvin pleads,

says, his eyes wide. “We just want to spend our

I say, acquiescing. It’s their day,

Evelyn: Are you up?

breathe a sigh of

groggy today – but I’m fine. I’m sorry to have given

you are better. Snow day today! The boys want everyone to participate, so get your butts out in

wait long for

Aye aye, captain. All

men in

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

hill with every pass. When the boys want to build a fort and have a

around her shoulders, Evelyn

of chagrin – for they are tired – the boys all

with their gear

pop?” Alvin asks, watching her spoon macaroni onto his

at Alvin curiously out of the corner

the day, had asked

you two,” their grandfather says, eyeing their plates suspiciously. “I don’t want you to drop any food on

won’t!” Alvin says, smiling at

and indeed, the boys shovel the food into their mouths at an

while, watching TV, when Ian catches Alvin’s eye.

says quietly. “Can we have some of the tea that Uncle Rafe made for papa? We want to

continues. “We want to be like the

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