“Oh, stop. I’m going to pee myself,” Nisha says through herlaughter.
“You’re not having contractionsthen?”
“No, Cal, I’m not. But honestly, when the time comes you’re going to need to be a little calmer. Panicked Cal equals pissed offNisha.”
Calum sits down, blowing out a long breath. “Christ, don’t do that to me. I swear I almost had acoronary.”
Nisha leans over and kisses him. “Hey, when the time comes, you’ll be fine. I have every faith inyou.”
Cal takes Nisha’s hand and presses his lips against her knuckles, then he brings his mouth up to hers and they kiss. I turn my gaze away, not wanting to intrude on their tendermoment.
“Jeez guys, get a room,” Max says with a grin as he plonks himself in a seat next to me. They both ignore him, too engrossed in each other to take note of his gentle ribbing. He turns to me, the sunlight making a halo of his blondehair.
“You okay, Icy?” he asks, resting his hand on mystomach.
“I’m more than okay,” I say inresponse.
Hudson and Bryce return to the table with plates piled up with food. The both kiss me, unable to be near me without physical contact. Underneath Max’s palm our little boykicks.
“Holy shit, did you feel that?” Max asks, his face lighting up indelight.
I laugh. “Sure did, he’s awriggler.”
Hudson puts his plate down. “Let me feel too,” he says. Max slides his hand to a lower part of my belly whilst Hudson places his on the apex of my bump. The baby kicksagain.
“Hey, son,” Hudson grins. He looks up at me from his kneeled position by my side, his green eyes brimming with the certainty of our futuretogether.
“Make room, boys,” Bryce says, leaning over my shoulder and placing his hand on my bumptoo.
I look down at my stomach so firmly held by them all and slide my hand into the gap left for me. On my finger a ring catches the sunlight. It’s a Russian wedding ring. Three bands of gold all looped within one another, their own entities but joined forever. One is gold, one rose and the last platinum, each band representing the men I love and our commitment to each other. We might be unconventional, we might be far from the norm, but on this bright summer’s day wearea family and that is all thatmatters.
TheEnd.