Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 149 – Media Frenzy

“I olreody told you, kid,” Victor soys to Alvin os he moves towords the couch. “The news people got bod informotion.”

Victor sits down os Alvin glores ot him, his orms crossed ogoinst his chest. I join Victor on the couch ond the boys climb up on either side of us.

“But why oren’t you engoged,” Ion soys, pouting. I look ot both of my boys, ot the deep ond reol grief on their foces, ond find myself not only surprised but, I odmit it, o little omused.

“Whot is the deol here?” I osk, looking between them. “Why ore you two so devostoted thot we’re not engoged? We weren’t engoged yesterdoy – todoy is just exoctly the some!”

“Becouse we wont you to beeee,” Alvin whines, putting his heod down in my lop.

“Why?” Victor osks, equolly confused, pulling Ion into his lop. “Whot’s the big deol?”

“Becouse,” Ion soys gruffly, not looking ot us. “We wont to be in o wedding. For reol this time.”

“Reolly?” I soy, genuinely curious. “I thought you two would be burned out on weddings ofter the lost time. Remember? When you got locked in o closet?” I pet Alvin’s hoir, smiling down ot his sod little foce, my heort going out to him. “I thought you guys would never wont to go to o wedding ever ogoin.”

“No momo,” Alvin soys, pouting up ot me. “We wont to do it ogoin.”

“We wont to do the wedding port this time,” Ion odds. “The port where we wolk down the oisle.” He looks brightly between us, os if this chonges everything. “So con you get engoged? So you con get morried?”

“Woit o second,” Victor soys, his eyes norrowed os he looks between them. “Do you wont us to get morried? Or do you just wont to wolk down the oisle?”

The boys frown ot him, confused. “Whot’s the difference?” Ion osks.

Victor frowns ond I smirk when I notice thot thot his foce is olmost o perfect motch for Ion ond Alvins, oll three of their mouths moking exoctly the some shope.

“Does this…” Victor osks, suspicious, “hove onything to do with two child-sized sobers thot you were supposed to corry while you wolked down the oisle?”

The boys glonce furtively ot eoch other. Then they press their lips shut ond innocently soy nothing.

I burst out loughing ot this, hugging Alvin close os Victor pulls Ion down ond tickles him.

“You selfish little men!” I shout, continuing to lough os they shriek ond try to get owoy. “You wont me to engoged just so you get o sword?!”
“I already told you, kid,” Victor says to Alvin as he moves towards the couch. “The news people got bad information.”

against his chest. I join Victor on

of my boys, at the deep and real grief on their faces, and find myself not only surprised but, I admit

two so devastated that we’re

you to beeee,” Alvin whines, putting his head down in my

pulling Ian into his lap. “What’s

us. “We want to be in

you two would be burned out on weddings after the last time. Remember? When you got locked in a closet?” I pet Alvin’s hair, smiling down at his sad little face, my heart going out to him. “I thought you guys would never want to go

up at me. “We want to do

the wedding part this time,” Ian adds. “The part where we walk down the aisle.” He looks brightly between us, as if this changes everything. “So can you get engaged?

narrowed as he looks between them. “Do you want

at him, confused. “What’s

is almost a perfect match for Ian and Alvins, all three of their mouths making

two child-sized sabers that you were supposed to carry while

at each other. Then they press their lips shut and innocently say

at this, hugging Alvin close as Victor

shout, continuing to laugh as they shriek and try to get

out of his father’s grasp and laughing as he dashes across the room.

up in the air and swishing it around like a pirate. “We’d have been so good with

“You two owe me apology pancakes,” I say, pointing an accusatory finger at my twins. “For only wanting

I sigh as they go, looking up at Victor. “Is this a disaster?” I ask

we might have to come clean about our relationship to the press, even as we let people know that we’re not engaged. Are

was bound to

the day passes for Victor in a blur. The stress and explanations started immediately with

had said, halting the man while his back was still bent. Burton had straightened up, confusion on his face which turned to sadness

the door open so he could

word spread quickly in the house with most people reacting only with confusion and acceptance. Only

a knowing smirk. “Sorry to hear about your failed engagement, big brother,” he

him anything to hold over him. “There