The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Abel opened his eyes slightly and glanced at his bodyguard.

“Babe, I did it on purpose. What are you gonna do about it?”

He kept the words to himself though. If he said it out loud, he knew Emmeline would probably throw him out on the highway.

They made their way up to the second floor, and the bodyguards helped Abel into Emmeline’s bedroom.

“He can’t stay here,” Emmeline said anxiously. “Put him in the guest room!”

The bodyguards hesitated.

“I always stay in the guest room at the Precipice,” Emmeline said with a frown. “Why should he get to stay with me?”

The bodyguard thought Emmeline had a point and turned to help Abel to the guest room.

But as he did, Abel reached out and twisted the bodyguard’s arm hard.

The bodyguard was taken aback, but then he realized that he had to listen to Abel, not Emmeline.

“Ms. Louise, Mr. Abel’s had too much to drink,” the bodyguard said. “You know his stomach can’t handle it. It’s better if he stays with you. You can take care of him.”

The bodyguards tossed Abel onto Emmeline’s big bed and quickly made their escape, closing the door behind them.

last one out, he

nearly threw up. He had to endure the discomfort and lay

him for a few seconds, realizing that

him take off his shoes, then his suit jacket, and loosened his tie.

“I’m so thirsty.

ass!” Emmeline snapped. “Remember when you kicked

thirsty, please,”

pouted and scowled, then finally caved and poured him a glass of

up and held the glass of water to his lips. He closed his eyes and leaned into her, drinking the water slowly until the glass was

put the glass

Abel suddenly

leave me. Stay with me, Emma. I love you, I really do…” Abel slurred, tears

it was just drunken rambling, Abel couldn’t help but shed a tear

felt a pang of sorrow in

Abel’s embrace, tucking her

his heart, holding her like this and not daring to

passed, but Emmeline had fallen asleep in his arms, her warm breath gently blowing into his

at the little woman in his arms with

caressed her delicate face, and