Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 277

“Come on, little boys,” I call to Ian and Alvin as I stand up. “Come inside with me.”

“What!” Alvin protests, running forward a little. “But there might be fireflies – the first ones of the season! We were going to –“

“Nope!” I say, putting my hand out towards them. “Inside!”

“Whyyyy,” Ian whines, dragging his feet and letting his head fall backward.

I bare my teeth at them a little, annoyed at their protest, every bit the mother wolf scolding her pups. When they see my expression my boys sigh but hurry their footsteps, eager to fall in line with my commands. I pull them close to either side of me when they climb the stairs to the deck, giving each a kiss on the head.

Then, I glance down at Bridgette, whose eyes are fixed on Rafe, still coming across the lawn, his hands in his pockets, his expression sorrowful and contemplative.

“Hey, Rafe!” I call too-cheerfully to him.

He sighs and then raises his eyes to mine. “Hey, Evelyn,” he says, without heart in it. Then his eyes move to Bridgette in the chair next to me and he stops walking, just staring at her.

“Inside,” I whisper to the boys, turning them towards the house.

Alvin looks up at me, eager, but Ian pulls away a little bit, wanting to stay and hear what they’ll say to each other.

“Come on,” I hiss to Ian, tugging him towards the house, laughing lightly. As we go, I see Bridgette standing up from her chair and moving towards Rafe in the growing dark.

“Mommm,” Ian whines when I close the kitchen door behind us. “I wanted to hear them!”

“You two!” I laugh, looking between my boys, who seem to be growing taller by the day. “How did I raise such gossips?”

“Because you love it toooo,” Alvin laughs, wrapping his arms around me.

“Well, that’s true,” I murmur, a little chagrined at myself. He’s right – I only have myself to blame. I, too, am dying to hear those two they say to each other in the next few minutes. I sigh and look over my shoulder towards the door, wondering if I could maybe crack it open a little bit…

“Should we?” Alvin whispers to Ian and I snap my attention back to the two of them.

at

“Know what?” I ask.

there’s something to know!” Alvin protests, pointing his finger up at

doesn’t know what it is that she doesn’t know that she could know!” Ian starts, taking a breath

say, breaking in. “What

for the two of them to let me in on

say, my eyes going wide, “Yah, obviously

my

letting him pull me towards the stairs, but then I stop. “Wait, didn’t I just get in trouble for keeping secrets from

and glancing over his shoulder

stairs, dying to know

kitchen. Then they run to the window there.

okay, mama?” he

my arms

Alvin says, not sharing any of Ian’s worries. Together, they push upwards on the wide window and open it fully. Then, to

as Alvin’s little feet disappear into the darkness beyond. My jaw is hanging open when I see them both seated with their legs folded on the little roof out there, peering into the back yard where – yes, where I can see Rafe and Bridgette

reaching out to touch the roof below them. It’s

shoulder. “We’ve been doing this for months. It’s good for spying – but can you go turn off the

the

light. Then, I crawl out the window and sit on the roof with my boys, my stomach lurching a little as I settle

below us. “Good little cottoge,” I soy, potting the roof fondly. Then, I wrop on orm oround

sneoky squirrel he is. I give him o swift kiss on the foreheod os Ion likewise smiles ot me ond gives me

close together, their

did I miss?”

– of oll things – o box of condy from his pocket. Silently, he spills o few into his hond ond then honds the box to me. I hesitote for o moment but then shrug, leoning in ond shoking o few out, possing the box to

smile

I murmur. The boys nod, understonding, ond we oll leon forword to

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