ng you like this. You smell so good, you feel so good, you—”
“Enzo, I think something’s burning.”
Our eyes meet, his go wide, and he jumps out of bed. One of the candles has lit one of the curtains on fire.
Enzo grabs the curtain and wads it into a ball before stomping on it with his feet to put out the fire. But all the candles seemed to be working against us now as they begin singeing the walls and dripping hot wax onto the floor. Enzo races around the room naked, blowing out every single candle.
I laugh at how ridiculous it is, but then again, this is us. A couple of candles catching the room on fire barely seems like an inconvenience compared to what we’ve been through.
“What are you laughing at?” Enzo asks as he grumpily walks back to bed in the dark.
“You—I think I’m going to love our crazy life together. Thank you for rescuing me from the candles.”
“Fire—I rescued you from the fire, that sounds more manly,” he says as he lays face down next to me, his hand rubbing over my belly.
I roll my eyes, “Fine, thank you for saving me from the fire.”
Enzo kisses my belly as I rub my left hand through his hair, the ring finally back on my finger where it belongs.
“Oh my god! What was that?” Enzo says as he watches my belly dance.
I laugh at his reaction and take his hand. “The babies are kicking.”
The look of awe on his face when he feels the kicking, floors me.
“Wait…did you say babies? Plural?” he asks.
I bite my lip as a huge smile takes over my face. “I found out the last time I went to the doctor. It’s why my blood pressure was high, and my belly is so big already. We are having twins.”
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“Twins?” I ask again after sleeping the entire night with her wrapped in my arms. I’m still not sure I believe that we are actually having twins. I can barely fathom having one kid, let alone two.
Kai laughs at my reaction. “I reacted the same way.”
“Twins,” I say slowly, like if I say it enough, it will make it more real.
I kiss her belly twice on each side.
“Do you know the sex?” I ask.
She nods. “Do you want to know?”
“Yes!”
She laughs again. “One boy, one girl.”
“Jesus,” I fall back on my heels, still reeling from having two babies. Two perfect babies—one boy, one girl. I’ve never been so happy in my entire life.
“And they are healthy?”
She nods, unable to contain her smile. So beautiful.
I kiss them again. “Mine.”
One of them kicks at the sound of my voice.