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consider letting Rose carry for us,” Hawk says.
“After you have this baby and get all healed up first, of course,” Slim adds, pointing to Rose’s swollen belly.
“I’m sorry, what?” Bear says? “Letting Rose carry what for you?”
I see Slim’s throat move with his nervous swallow. He leans further into Hawk to avoid Bear’s glare.
“Our baby,” Hawk answers. “We were wondering if you two would agree to have Rose be our surrogate and carry our baby.”
The room grows eerily quiet. I now understand why Slim asked me to stay. There’s a good chance Prez might jump over the table and murder his twin.
“You want to put your come into my wife?” Bear growls. “Not fucking happening, brother. You know I would do absolutely anything for you. I would give my life for you. But no fucking way are you sticking your dick, or come, anywhere near my pregnant wife.”
Slim looks dejected, but Rose laughs.
“Gosh, you sound crazy sometimes, Bear,” Rose says through her laughter. “That’s not how it works, and you know it. You go through artificial insemination,” she turns to look at Hawk and Slim. “I assume you would want to use Hawk’s man juice?”
Hawk smirks. “We figured if you both agreed to it than my ‘man juice’ would be the best option for Bear. He’s so possessive of you. We figured as long as his DNA was at least part of the creation you grow for us, it would make it easier for him.”
“And, I wouldn’t have to die,” Slim adds.
“Well, I think it’s a wonderful idea,” Rose says with a wide smile. “And I would absolutely love to be your surrogate. Did you want to use one of my eggs, or do you have someone else in mind?”
“Wait a fucking second, sweet Rose,” Bear grumbles. “Those eggs are my future babies. Not my brothers.”
“Honey, I have thousands of eggs in my body,” Rose says. “We will never have that many children.”
“Is that a challenge?”
“Ignore him,” she says, turning back to the men across the table. “He knows it’s a good idea.”
“My wife is pregnant, brother,” Bear glares at Hawk. “She isn’t going to even consider this until she has my baby.”
“We didn’t expect it to happen for a long while, Prez,” Slim says. “It’s just a conversation to see if you guys would even be on board or if we needed to look elsewhere.”
Bear doesn’t say anything as he stares down Hawk and Slim. He finally looks at Rose.
“Everything in me is screaming to punch my idiot twin in the face,” he tells Rose. “But I also agree with Hawk. If you decide to do this, because it is ultimately your decision, baby, then it will have to be my brother’s donation.” Bear nods toward Hawk. “Because I can’t handle the thought of anyone else having their come in your body. I’m barely holding it together knowing that my brothers will be.”
Rose leans up and kisses Bear’s cheek.
“What do you think, Trigger?” Rose asks me.
I’m not at all surprised that Rose is pulling me into a conversation I want no part in.
“Well, I do like babies,” I admit.
Rose giggles and nods her head.
“We’ll do this,” she says to Hawk and Slim. “Because it feels like the right thing to do. Once I have this baby,” Rose rubs her growing belly. “I’ll get healed up, and then, if you’re ready, we’ll start the process.”
“Thank you so much,” Slim’s voice breaks. “It means so much to me knowing that our baby will have a special bond with you two.”
Hawk wipes a stray tear from his man’s face and leans down to kiss him.
Bear walks over and pulls Slim into a hug. “I wouldn’t allow this for anyone else except you two,” he says. “I can’t wait for the day when your baby grows in my woman’s body.”
With Slim still in his arm, he reaches his other hand to Hawk’s neck and pulls his forehead against his own.
“I fucking love you, brother,” Hawk says. “You and Rose both.”
Fucking saps. The lot of them.
“I’m out,” I say, turning to leave.
I don’t look back to see if anyone even acknowledged that I was still in the room. I need to get out of here before these fuckers make me feel something.
Chapter Two
Thea
I love my job. I wake up every day and rush through my morning routine so that I can come to work. It’s the best job in the whole world. I manage Lebanon’s very own bookstore, The Book Bin.
Okay, so it’s not