Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 245 – Girl’s Night

About an hour later Delia and Emma pull up to the cabin, Delia shrieking and running for me as soon as the car is in park. I throw my arms around my bestie as soon as she pounds up the stairs to the cabin, laughing as she mumbles greetings into my hair. My sister takes a more sedate approach, carrying the pizzas, though her smile is just as big.

“Come in, come in!” I say, waving everyone into the house. Alvin runs for his aunties, giving them big hugs and kisses, while Bridgette hangs back a little, shy. The three have met, of course, but not in such a casual setting. I give her a wink, knowing that she’ll like them. And if Bridgette needs anything right now, it’s certainly some girlfriends.

Emma places the pizzas down on the table, chattering happily to Alvin, while Delia takes a large bottle of wine out of her purse and sets it on the table. As she goes to open it, though, Alvin lets out a little shriek of protest.

“What,” Delia asks, looking between me and my son. “What did I do?”

I just shrug, looking to Alvin.

“I am the butler!” Alvin says, marching over to her. “That is my job!”

Delia laughs, stepping away from the bottle of wine and holding the wine opener out. “Have at it, little man,” she says, smirking. “I’ll take a butler any day of the week.”

Alvin snatches the wine opener out of her hand and climbs up on a chair, his face very haughty and confident. But, when confronted with the bottle of wine itself, his face falls a little.

“Mama?” he asks, looking up to me for help.

I hide my amusement and just shrug. “Butlers figure it out, kid,” I say, giving him a wink and herding the ladies into the living room, taking the pizza boxes as I go.

Delia resists a little as I nudge her forward. “Is he going to be able to figure that out?” she whispers, looking back at Alvin unfolding the corkscrew and looking at it with confusion. “I really want a glass…”

“He’s a genius,” I respond with a shrug. “So, maybe. Give him a chance.”

She sighs and flops down on the couch next to Emma, taking her hand. Bridgette settles into an arm chair across from us and I plop down on the floor next to the coffee table, opening the pizza and handing slices around. Everyone begins to eat and talk together, and there’s instant camaraderie.

I keep an eye on Bridgette as we chat, careful to keep the conversation away from her for the time being until she grows more comfortable. Instead, I tell all three about our time in the forest – about the magic, and meeting the wise woman, and our healing. Of course, some details I keep to myself, but it takes awhile to tell anyway.

deliver us our glasses of wine, a few pieces of cork floating in each. I smile at him, proud of my boy

finger along the edge of the wine glass. “Astral mates. Who ever would have thought it was

he would never be as attracted to me as he was to Amelia but, as it turns out,” I shrug, “I had him the whole

and glancing at Delia. “So few people

curious, and speaking her question as she thinks it, “for

all at once that Delia and Emma had never really confirmed to her that they were together, or, indeed, that they identify as lesbians. I c**k my head and raise my eyebrows at Delia, letting

Bridgette,” Delia says, giving her a big smile. “I’m actually bisexual, though Emma here,” she gives her girlfriend a big smile, “is a lesbian. And yes, it’s possible for women to be mated to each other – it’s not a

up. “But that doesn’t mean it won’t. And it

her head to the side and looking at her fondly. “Have you ever felt anything close to

mean, I loved Rafe a lot. But…nothing ever snapped into place between us. Like, I’d have felt it,

“Some people say they feel it. I personally did not, though…” I glance at Emma, wondering if it’s an awkward

moment, but doesn’t say anything. But when she looks back at me I give her a little smile. It’s water under the bridge for me, and I

“We need refills on this wine!” I call, though my glass is still mostly full – I’ve only taken

and I hear

forward a little. “What’s going on with you and

says, looking down into her cup as Alvin comes running in, the big bottle of wine balanced precariously between his two little hands. He pours her glass first and she

of the details that I know and some extras. My

says, blinking when she’s finished. “And

sternly. “There’s enough room on the Bad Alpha boat for all

she listens. I think it’s actually quite good for her to hear that someone else has had a similar experience. I make a mental note to myself to build these kinds of sharing

night, finishing most of the pizza and the wine and polishing it all off with Alvin’s “Marshmallow Surprise,” which is just marshmallows with a twizzler stuck through

say quietly, wrapping an arm around my boy. “I want to get him back in his bed. He’s slept in so many

I kisses goodbye as they head out the door. Then, once they’ve headed out, I start to

put the dishes in the sink. “Do you think I could…come home

myself back to the