Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109976 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
“Mom and dad are going to be so pleased.” Fuck I care. I covered her mouth to get her to stop harassing me but she bit me and laughed.
“It’s going to be okay.” She patted my hand to offer comfort but that shit’s for the birds. I’m not going to be okay again, ever, is what I’m thinking. My whole life was just turned upside down in less than an hour and this one’s telling me it’s going to be okay.
Dave gave me a look in the rearview mirror with his nosy ass as we drove back to the apartment in midday traffic which meant it was going to take twice as long as it normally would. Figures, the one time I need to get home.
Kev was waiting outside the apartment when we got there with an anxious look on his face. All of this was because she’d had some discomfort when she woke up this morning and I’d called them both to freak the fuck out. Dave had arrived first and we didn’t wait around for Kev but took her straight to the doctor’s office as soon as it opened.
She greeted him all cheery and shit and wobbled her ass inside to go call mom and dad. How is she this fucking calm? As soon as she was out of sight the other two pounced as they followed me into the living room where I dropped into a chair because my knees had gone weak.
“How is she, what did the doctor say? Is the baby okay?” I shook my head and they freaked.
“What the fuck, what happened? What did you do?” I wanted to throat punch Kev for asking me stupid fuck questions but I didn’t have the strength. I always knew she’d be the one to bring me to my knees.
“It’s not just ‘a’ baby.” They both got bewildered looks on their faces as they turned to look at me.
“What does that mean?” Dave didn’t get it but Kev seemed to catch on.
“Two?” I shook my head no at Kev’s question as he leaned forward in his seat. Now he was looking about as confused as I felt.
“Well if it’s not two then…” Dave was getting impatient.
“Three, she’s having three fucking kids at once.” They both ran their hands over their mouths with a look of disbelief.
“That… I thought that only happened when you did that in vitro shit.”
“Apparently not.”
“What are we having?” Kev got over his shock faster than the rest of us.
“Two boys one girl.”
They both looked about as panicked as I felt. The boys were no problem but I honestly hadn’t prepared myself for a girl. Life couldn’t possibly fuck with me like that.
Giselle was excited as fuck so I have to hide my trepidation. She keeps saying how amazing she was, that she’d done it all in one shot. Like my dick wasn’t part of the equation.
“We can’t stay here, we’re gonna have to move to the place in Connecticut or find an even bigger place in the city.”
“Forget all that, what the fuck are we going to do with a girl?” Leave it to Dave to put shit in perspective.
“Don’t give her that, she’ll put it in her mouth.” I glared at Dave for telling me how to parent my kid.
“If I don’t give the little terror the shit she’d scream until her mother gets back.”
Fucking kid is a pain in the ass. I watched as Kev rolled the ball between him and my two nine month old sons who were giggling and clapping their hands with glee, the way I thought all children behaved until they went off to preschool.
Gavin four and Davin, a combination of his uncle’s names were well behaved little tykes, but their sister, not so much. She was the youngest of the three but you wouldn’t know that with the shit she pulls.
I knew from the first moment I held her in my arms at the hospital that she was going to be trouble. She looked up at me with her mother’s eyes and my coloring and I just felt that shit in my soul. Nine months later she hasn’t proved me wrong yet.
“Chloe, don’t put that in your mouth, it’s not food.” She grinned at me with the two teeth that had been hell for her to bare and torture for me to live through. She toddled over to me on spindly legs and handed me my now wet five thousand dollar wallet.
“Where’re the nannies?” What the fuck am I paying them for? I guess I should be pleased that even with all the help around here, my kids love hanging with their dad and uncles, but I hate to say it, this one scares the shit outta me.
For someone who doesn’t speak she seems way too intelligent. I’ve learned to take my cues from her brothers since the three of them seem to speak a language known only to them. She lifted her arms to be held and I picked her up and sat her on my lap.