Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 103819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103819 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 519(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 346(@300wpm)
Kane let a breath out, shook the doctor's hand, and the tears he'd been trying so hard to hold back welled in his eyes. He'd never expected twins. This just seemed too good to be true. Not one baby, but two. He and Avery were having twins. Surely, God wouldn't bless them like this if they weren't suited to be parents. Kane watched Avery celebrating out of the corner of his eye. He was so excited, so animated in his actions. The feeling was starting to settle into his soul, they were going to be fathers, and the emotions were overwhelming. The tears spilled down his cheeks, clouding his vision. Even if they were tears of happiness, he didn't want anyone to see him cry. He excused himself to the restroom. He needed to pull himself together. He barely made it out the exam room door before he heard Avery behind him.
"Wait, Kane. Baby, you're crying," Avery said behind him, stopping him before he could get to the restroom and clean himself up.
"I'm not crying," Kane said, turning his tearful eyes to Avery.
"You are! Baby…" Avery said, drawing Kane up against him and gently brushing at the wetness on his cheeks.
"I'm just happy," Kane confessed, the tears now spilling onto Avery's dress shirt. "You stay in there with everyone. I'm going to the bathroom to clean up." When it looked like Avery was going to argue, Kane stopped him, lifting a finger to Avery's lips. "Stay here with Sophia and our babies. I'll be right back." Those were effective words. Kane pulled free of the hold and was down the hall before the hiccups started. He couldn't even take a full breath. This was even more than he'd ever hoped for. They were going to have a family, he couldn't believe it.
Twins!
Chapter 18
March 1980 ~ Stillwater, Minnesota
Avery swirled the Chivas and water, letting the ice clink in the small cocktail glass before he downed the contents in one large swallow. The sound of laughter filled the living room as he stopped by the wet bar, pouring himself another drink. Kane caught his eye. It was funny how in tune they were with each other, and Avery turned in his direction. The look Kane gave made it clear he was keeping an eye on Avery, even though he was occupied with a house full of guests. Avery grinned and lifted two fingers, wiggling his eyebrows. He'd been placed on a strict, love-filled health regime, and Kane watched him like a hawk, because without question, Avery would cheat on his diet given the opportunity.
Today, Kane allowed him two alcoholic drinks, and out of nothing more than teasing Kane, he reached up and pulled another taller glass from the rack, pouring himself a double. That would earn him a lecture later, and he'd play dumb, saying he'd only had two drinks, but Kane had never said a thing about what glass he could use. Avery would go round and round with Kane, and by the end of the discussion, Kane would feel guilty for reprimanding Avery so solidly. He was certain to get one of those Kane Dalton Adams fan-fucking-tastic blow jobs to help ease his pain and hurt feelings. Avery's smile grew and his body stirred, thinking over the possibilities. God, Kane still had him completely under his spell.
It was only another solid round of laughter that had Avery leaving those thoughts and schooling his body's reaction. They had a house full of guests, and it wouldn't do to have a hard-on tenting his slacks for the next few hours until he could finally get Kane alone.
Avery had thrown Kane a baby shower, inviting just about everyone in their day to day lives. The whole thing was really more a party. Everyone invited brought a guest, which allowed for a solid mix of both men and women to celebrate the twins who were soon to arrive.
They were still approximately six weeks from the delivery date, but Kane had spent so much time and energy creating the perfect nursery, Avery felt compelled to show off his handiwork. Kane had worked meticulously, trying to create the perfect design for their children. After much debate, he chose Mickey and Minnie Mouse, having matching layettes made for each child. Kane agonized over the decision. He spent hours and hours going over materials and designs. Many of their nights were spent lying in bed well into the morning hours, talking about nothing more than drapes, colors, polka dots, and accessories for the twins' room. Finally, after weeks of contemplation, Avery gently nudged Kane into a decision, hoping bedtime could be more than nursery talk again.
Funny though, once the nursery was complete, Kane's attention turned to the all-consuming project of choosing the safest car seats for the road. After another few weeks of agonizing, Paulie stepped in and made the decision for Kane. He bought the latest in car safety and made a show of dropping the car seats at the house then leaving in a disgruntled huff. Avery guessed Paulie must have heard it all day at the restaurant, like he'd heard it all night at home. Kane didn't even seem fazed. Instead, he spent the remainder of the day installing the car seats in the vehicle, making sure they were a secure fit. Avery grinned, taking a small sip to hide his smile. God, his mister was going to make a wonderful father to those children, just like Avery had always known he would.
Avery wound his way through the living room, taking a seat closest to Sophia. She was thirty-four weeks along, with her belly growing bigger by the day. She made good progress, which they considered nothing but good news, and they were hopeful she would remain pregnant another few weeks. The babies were a nice size and by all accounts seemed healthy. Avery could easily see they were a load on her slender frame. As a testimony to the thought, she'd just announced that she had quit seeing patients until after delivery. She stopped short of saying she was on bed rest, but she was going to be taking it easy in an effort to draw the pregnancy out.