“Excellent,” I replied before pulling him in for a hug. “Go now. Have a fantastic day.”
“Thanks, Dad!” He beamed at me before sprinting to the car.
Slender arms wrapped around my torso, and I raised my arm so Amaia could tuck herself into my side. “You’re an incredible dad,” she said, looking up at me with a sweet smile.
“Only because I have you to make up for all my mistakes.”
“Do you think it’ll be easier this time around? After three?”
“Maybe,” I shrugged and chuckled. “I’ve never had four kids before.”
Amaia glanced down and rubbed her tummy before meeting my eyes again, her violet pools sparkling. “You aren’t ever going to have four kids,” she giggled.
“Pardon?” I was confused. I would have sensed if something had been wrong and made sure she went to the doctor.
“We’re skipping right to five.”
I stared at her for a whole minute, speechless. A giant smile split my face, and I picked her up to twirl her around. “Twins!” Then I set her on her feet and kissed the hell out of her. “You’re amazing,” I mumbled against her lips.
“Pretty sure we both did our part,” she snickered.
I winked and swung up into my arms before heading inside. After I shut the door, Amaia lifted her head from where it had been resting on my shoulder. “What anniversary were we supposed to celebrate today?”
With a devilish smile, I leaned in and whispered in her ear.
Amaia gasped, and when I pulled back, her face was ten shades of red, and I couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. Her violet eyes had darkened to nearly black, and hunger for my gorgeous consort hit me hard.
A second later, we were standing beside our bed, and I set her on her feet.
“I love you, my darling.”