Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 162 – Beach Plans

At the beach the next day, Evelyn leans back, enjoying the feel of the sun on her skin.

Though Delia had paid for the hotel, and its quality reflected her therapist paycheck, Emma had sprung for the beach facilities and here her wealth was…evident.

The three women stretch out on lounge chairs in a beach cabana, little tables next to them sporting their morning cocktails. Evelyn had borrowed a suit from Diana but Emma had insisted on buying one for Ian, and he played a few feet away in his swim trunks and rash guard t-shirt.

It wasn’t as hot as it would be in the summer, but there was a warm snap currently and the women were five hours south of their home city. To them, the sunlight and moderate heat is paradise on a February morning.

“Let’s just stay here,” Delia murmurs, her eyes closed behind her sunglasses. “Just live on the beach until the money runs out. And then we’ll swim into the ocean and become mer-people.”

Emma frowns at her, turning her head slightly in her direction. “No more breakfast cocktails for you,” she says, but Evelyn laughs. She can tell that Emma’s joking.

Evelyn sighs a little, enjoying the physical sensation of being on the beach. Part of her can’t believe that she’s stretched out in the sunlight, smelling the salt air with her sister and her best friend. If someone had told her yesterday that this would be her reality, she’d have called their bluff in a moment.

But here she was.

The comfort and safety of this day, this moment, offers Evelyn a little space in her mind to consider her next moves. Although Delia’s idea sounds appealing, Evelyn knows that she can’t stay here forever. Nor can she return to the city with Delia – Victor would find her in a moment and she was determined – absolutely determined – to stand on her own two feet once again.

For a moment, though, laying there in the sun, Evelyn considers her determination.

Was it, really, what she wanted?

She bites her lip, knowing the answer. That if she could go home, that if Victor would accept her apology, that she’d do it again in the minute.

But he had banished her. He doesn’t hold her paperwork – she’s still part of her father’s pack – but if he did, he would surely make her Rogue. In essence, even without the paperwork, it was done already.

Evelyn was on her own again – no matter what she wanted, she couldn’t go back home. And if she couldn’t do that, then whatever she did, she wasn’t going to live by anyone else’s rules.

“What are you going to do next, Evelyn?” Emma says gently, sitting up a little on her beach lounger, perhaps intuiting the sense of her sister’s thoughts.

Evelyn sighs, looking at her companions. “I don’t know,” she says, sitting up herself and shaking her head. She picks up the mimosa sitting next to her and takes another sip, enjoying the sweetness alongside the bubbles. “I can’t go back, that I know for sure.”

When I was at your house the other night – he

and leave the kids, Delia,” she

leans back on the pillows. “Geeze, Evelyn,” she murmurs. There’s a beat before she says,

laugh at this and Emma, once she

“Maybe I can go back to dad’s pack and get banished from that one too. That would be three, if I can count getting banished

it right now, but honestly I’m a little jealous of you. What I

miss the little glance that Emma

for a moment, but then Evelyn speaks the thoughts that come to her mind without really considering them first. “Well, why

Emma murmurs, picking up her own

“Why?” Evelyn asks, frowning.

says, looking over the tops of her sunglasses at her. “I can’t just disappear. He’ll notice. He’ll…call

it this weekend,” Evelyn says, shrugging. “Or are you going to tell me that Joyce

or deny, but instead just gives Evelyn

Evelyn says, sitting up fully now and putting her feet down on the sand. “What the hell

sister’s. “Come with me, Emma. I know how to disappear.

hand out of Evelyn’s grasp and looking over to Delia for support. Delia, however, is biting her lip,

you two actually serious? You are being ridiculous. You have to

little. “Maybe it was fate that I found you on this weekend – came knocking on your door by mistake in the middle of running away myself. Maybe the universe is telling you ‘screw that i***t husband –

her head, but

car is stocked with like…an embarrassing amount of cash

left cash in the car –“ Delia gasps, spinning in her seat

waving a hand. “And Emma, you could do the same. Stop at the closest bank – drain your account before Joyce has any idea what’s happening –

“I can’t leave my home. I can’t leave…” her voice fades off, but she again looks to her other side, at the woman sitting

like an

quietly, after a moment. A small smile creeps onto her face. “I could…come. If I’m invited? If this isn’t like,” she points a finger and lets it dance between the two of them, “like some kind

stares at her,

in her eyes that Evelyn’s heart swells. “I’d have done

“What the hell do I have going on at home? The two of us can start a therapy practice anywhere.