Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57945 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
And I’m right. Moments later, she steps back and takes a deep breath.
“I’m fine now,” she says with a sigh.
“I know.”
We’ve become what they call an old married couple over the past year. We argue from time ta time, which is expected, but things are good between us. I didn’t think everythin’ would fall into place so easily, but then our whole relationship has been like this.
“They’ll be here soon. Do ye want ta start the barbecue?” she asks me as she pulls out a bottle of juice fer Aine and one fer herself.
Now that she’s pregnant, we’ve been focusin’ on eatin’ healthy and maintainin’ a no alcohol in the house rule. However, today is different. We’re celebratin’. And I’ve bought her a bottle of non-alcoholic champagne.
We have a lot ta be thankful fer.
I thank my lucky star every day fer bringin’ me Callia.
Callia
As we wait fer our family ta arrive, I can’t deny I’m still feelin’ anxious. The thought of carryin’ a baby was a lot fer me, but havin’ twins is dauntin’. I know I”ll have the support and love of everyone around me, but there’s still a nigglin’ feelin’ of fear in my gut. I love Rebel, and I don’t want ta let him down. I want ta make sure that these twins are healthy, and happy once they’re born.
Aine comes into the kitchen in her new floral dress that she picked out on our last shoppin’ trip. She looks so grown up. Over the past year, she’s shot up, gettin’ taller every month. I’m pretty sure she’s goin’ta be takin’ her father on soon. He’s tall, and she’s got the gene.
“Hey,” Rebel calls, and I turn ta see him starin’ at me. “We’ll be okay.”
“I know. I’m actually just thinkin’ about how tall Aine is gettin’.”
He chuckles at me when I admit what I had actually been thinkin’ about. There’s a lightness to us. Our home is filled with love and happiness. There’s always laughter. We may have our disagreements, but we talk it through. Any problems, and we fix them.
I’m not sure if every marriage is like ours, but I love Rebel more and more every day. If that’s even possible.
“She is,” Rebel finally agrees when he stops laughin’. “And I’m pretty sure the other two that are joinin’ us will also be tall. Ye’re the short arse in the family.” His teasin’ earns him a swat on the arm. “Ouch! It seems ye’re also the violent one.”
“Aye, so ye better watch yerself.”
We’re still laughin’ when we hear the engines of the bikes slowly pullin’ up ta the house. Each time we have the family over, it’s the same ground vibratin’ sound. Thankfully, we have understandin’ neighbours, or there would be complaints all the time.
Even though we don’t live far from the club, we do miss not havin’ our family close by. But since we’ve moved, we haven’t truly had a chance ta feel their absence because most of the time Racer and Hades are here, and Monster and Miren visit regularly. I’ll always be thankful fer our family of misfits who welcomed me in and gave me a home when I was at my lowest.
The past is now far behind me. I’ve walked a difficult, lonely path and discovered secrets about my family, about my bloodline, that didn’t help my pain. But now I have someone who accepts me fer who I am. He doesn’t question me, and he doesn’t judge me because of where I’ve come from. He loves me unconditionally, and that’s all I can ever asked for.
It’s been a roller coaster ride.
“I love ye,” Rebel tells me before he kisses me.
“And I love ye,” I whisper before the madness descends.
My family.
My home.
My love.
My happiness.
THE END