The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy

Chapter 0979

"Yeah," I say, petting his hair softly, smiling at him. "We can do it. We've got this. We've already got one to practice on for a couple of months - we'll be totally prepared by the time these two come along."

"Totally prepared," he murmurs, nodding slowly, clinging to the hope.

We stare at each other for a long moment before he groans again, tugging me close, cradling me against him in that way I really, really love. He snarls a little, protective and possessive, and a great deal of happiness spreads all throughout me. We take a few more minutes there, together, checking in with each other and adjusting to this wild new reality.

"God, I can't believe it," Jackson whispers, shaking his head and running a hand across my stomach. "I - I'm not ready for this."

"But you will be," I whisper, biting my lip a bit, hoping that...that it's just shock. That he's going to be happy about this soon, that he might even...like it.

He looks up at me, sensing my emotions.

I just stay very still, not wanting him to feel pressured to like it if he doesn't.

"Ariel, of course I like it," he whispers, shaking his head at me. "I'm...fucking terrified, and I definitely need a computer as soon as possible - I have so much research to do – but the idea of having a little kid? Two of them? That's...me and you, both?"

He shakes his head, holding my gaze...I think a bit lost for words.

"You like it?" I whisper, raising my hand and pressing it to his cheek.

of family," he whispers. "If we can have that - if we can add to it... then yeah, I want that. I want that a

going to be really cute," I whisper, starting to

they?" He asks, frowning

immediately offended.

laughing a little, winding his arms around me, pulling me closer.

I do!" I snap. "They're going to look like me!

wrinkles his nose, dubious. "I don't know, Ariel, you'd better hope that these kids get my genetics - you Sinclairs

gasp, pressing a hand to my heart and leaning away. "We are

right," he

holding me

laughter. He haul me closer to press kiss after kiss to my

right," I grumble, letting

open a bit. "I hear laughter," mom says, peering in. "Which suggests the great trauma is over. Which means you need to

it, mom, you can't even let me have a minute alone

can get to my feet Jackson sweeps me up into his arms, making me gasp a little at the suddenness with which

carrying me because it's too dangerous for me to

face as mom grins and pushes the door open fully. "But yes, also because I am feeling very I protective right now and might not let you