29-The Attempt

Shay’s POV

My door isn’t closed all the way and I hear my sister giggle, running down the hall to her room. Wallace is six weeks old today, guess I know what she is giggling about, oh there is Thomas’s playful growl.

“We only have an hour,” Thomas said, and then I hear kissing and fumbling with Sara’s door.

In an hour Thomas will come in here and spend two hours with me and Devon as our family time. Then he will take Devon to the nursery where he sleeps with the babies, so Sara and I can rest. He does all the nighttime feeding and changing.

I guess they forgot to close their door all the way because I can hear flesh hitting flesh and their moans. That’s what my brain needed, a reminder that I can’t use sex to mend the bond. I can’t have sex for another two or so weeks.

“Ahhhhhhh, Sara!”

“Alpha!”

I roll my eyes. Devon has finished eating, so I close my door. She’ll be pregnant again in no time!

Was she jealous of me all those weeks when I was having sex with Thomas, and she wasn’t? Dou