“Robert!” They said in unison. By the time they reached them, both twins were wailing. The source of their complaints was revealed as their three year old brother, out of bed and poking them with his chubby fingers.
Cait shook her head at the boy to scold him, but couldn’t resist cracking a smile as she looked over her pretty brood. Little Robert favored her greatly, but the twins, still fussing quietly, were the very image of their father.
Cait scooped her oldest son up, struggling to counter-balance him against her pregnant tummy while she used her foot to rock the cradle where the other boys lay. Their provocation removed and still half-asleep, the tiny paid quickly fell silent again. Ewan moved to assist her by taking Robert, whom he scolded and tucked back between his sheets. “They’re a handful,” he remarked, though his voice was filled with an unmistakable pride.
“Aye, don’t I know it!” Cait said, collapsing in a chair as the simple exertion of dealing with the children left her winded. “I don’t know how I’m going to manage with four!”
“I’m sorry,” Ewan said automatically.
Cait rolled her eyes. “You are not.”
Ewan answered with a guilty grin. “Fair enough,” he admitted, “But I reckon it’s good training for when we have eight.”
“Eight?” Cait gasped, eyes bulging as she wondered whether her husband was teasing or not.
“Well, we started a bit late for more, don’t you think?” he said pensively, without a hint of a grin on his face. Ewan’s eyes flicked toward Cait, but he let her sweat for a few minutes before finally cracking a smile. “Don’t tell me that you’re tired of having my babies?” he whispered, his voice as thick and rich as whiskey as he spoke the words against her ear. Despite knowing that she was too far along with the new baby to do anything about it, Cait’s body shivered in delicious anticipation.
“No,” she confessed, absolutely hating that her body wasn’t up to collecting on the promises that her husband’s hands were making. Ewan had twined his arms around her chest, drawing her against him and letting his fingers explore the exceedingly pleasing changes of his wife’s pregnant curves.
“What is it then?” he pressed in a teasing whisper.
“I…” Cait struggled a moment to find her voice. “I want to keep some time to take care of you!”
Ewan hugged her tightly as the words sank in. “You’ve always taken good care of me, Cait!”
Cait twisted around far enough to give him a smile and a tender kiss. “I hope so,” she said, laying her head against his shoulder as their boys drifted back to sleep, “And I intend to for the rest of my life.”
THE END
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Table of Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Ewan Cameron
EPILOGUE
Other books from the author
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