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Just as I was about to make my way to untie Christian, the front door slammed open. “Police! Everyone, put your hands up!”

I raised my hands as they made their way toward me. The chief was among the group of cops. He quickly made his way over and untied Christian. As soon as he did, Christian ran over and pulled me into his arms. The adrenaline had worn off, and now my nerves had me shaking.

“It’s okay. I got you,” he whispered in my ear. “How did you know to come here?” he asked the chief.

“One of the neighbors called and reported a gunshot. Knowing Morgan was responsible for hospitalizing you, I thought one of you had come here seeking revenge,” he said in a hushed tone.

As they were cuffing Morgan, she screamed like a crazed maniac. One of the cops also confirmed Smoove was dead. I knew Morgan would never see the light of day after this. She was going to spend the rest of her life behind bars, and I could honestly say I didn’t care.

Seeing how deep her hatred for me was took away any ounce of care I had for her. I never wanted to speak to her again. I didn’t care if years down the line she became remorseful. What she did was irreversible.

I just hoped it was all worth it for her in the end. Because there was no coming back from this.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

TORCH

Steam filled the shower as I held Brittney against the glass walls, pounding into her relentlessly. After everything that has transpired over the last couple of months, I needed this pleasurable distraction.

“C-Christian, we can’t be late,” Brit moaned as she came once again.

I smothered her lips with mine, hushing her up. Sex with Brittney had always been amazing, but she was feeling way different these days. She was snugger and wetter than ever. I had heard pregnancy sex was different, but holy shit. This feeling was better than any street drug.

Feeling my release coming, I quickened my strokes while slamming every inch inside her. Brit ripped her mouth away from mine, throwing her head back.

“Christian!” she squealed, releasing cream all over my hard rod.

“I’m almost there, baby,” I groaned, burying my face in the crook of her neck.

Her nails dug into my shoulders while she sucked and bit my bottom lip. “Come on, baby. Fill me up. I want you to come for me,” she purred.

“Goddamnit!” I roared as I did just that. She knew what the hell she was doing talking to me like that.

My knees buckled from how hard I came. Not wanting to drop precious cargo, I released her. I was so weak I had to press my hands to the wall to keep me upright. Brit watched me with a smirk before ducking under my arm to stand under the showerhead.

After a moment of getting myself together, I joined her, circling my arms around her waist from behind. “Are you nervous?”

She peered up at me over her shoulder, giving me a small smile. “A little bit. I know your family thinks having multiple babies at once is normal, but it's not. Before meeting you, I had never seen identical people in person.”

I chuckled, took her loofah, and started washing her body. “Trust me, we know it’s not normal. But you’ll adapt, I promise. We have a village here, baby. If we ever get overwhelmed, no one would think twice about lending a hand.”

“I know, and that thought is the only thing that has been keeping me sane since we took the test.”

“Don’t stress yourself out, beautiful. It’s not good for you or the baby. Plus, don’t let Cara freak you out. Just because she and Blade had triplets fresh out the gate doesn’t mean it’ll happen to us.”

Again, she peered over her shoulder to look at me. Except this time, she wasn’t smiling. She was giving a look that said, yeah right.

I chuckled and finished washing her body, then mine. An hour later, we were pulling up to the doctor’s office with my family in tow. Things had been this way since Cara first got pregnant. We would always go to the first doctor’s appointment together. People often said we were weirdly close to each other, but we didn’t think so. We just enjoyed growing our family.

The doctor’s office we went to was used to how we did things. Normally, you would never be able to bring so many people to the back for an ultrasound, but Doctor Hayes had known our family for a long time. We still showed our appreciation for him bending the rules by donating to his private practice.

As we sat in the waiting area, waiting for our private suite to be ready, my siblings were placing bets, further scaring the hell out of Brit.

“How much do you want to bet it’s going to be quads?” Cara asked Blade.

He rubbed his chin, thinking it over. “Naw, it’s been a pattern so far. Triplets are the first to come, so that’s what I’m going with.”

Sara and Sofia nodded in agreement.