MasukAnd then it was just us. Our family. I picked up Arianna while Tristan got Adrian, and we carried them upstairs to their nursery. The room had been redecorated twice as they'd grown—first to accommodate their crawling, then again when they started pulling up on furniture. Now it was a mix of cribs
Chapter 214 Athena I looked at Adrian in my arms, then at Arianna in Tristan's. They'd grown so much—both walking now (well, Arianna walked, Adrian preferred to crawl at high speed). Both babbling constantly in their own twin language that we couldn't quite decipher. Both showing more personality
Chapter 213 Athena The backyard was full of chaos—the beautiful, loud, messy kind of chaos that came from having a joint first birthday party for twins. I stood on the back porch, watching the scene unfold before me with a smile that felt permanently fixed on my face. Colorful balloons bobbed
Chapter 212 "Mama's sorry," I soothed, bouncing her gently. "But we need to figure this out before you touch any more plants, okay?" "Can I see?" Lily asked, pushing past the adults to get closer to the plant. "Wow, it's so pretty! And it smells good too." She was right. The plant was giving off
Chapter 211 Athena "The plant," I said, knowing I wasn't making sense but unable to form coherent thoughts. "The dying plant in the living room. She touched it. Tristan, she touched it and it came back to life." Silence. All three men just stared at me. "What?" Orion finally asked. "The plant
Chapter 210 Athena Six months. Six months since Adrian and Arianna had come home from the NICU, and I still sometimes woke up in the middle of the night to check that they were breathing. The monitors helped, their steady beeping had become the soundtrack of our lives, but the fear never comple
Chapter 90 He was standing with that smug and victorious smile, gleaming like he’d known I’d come running. I didn’t think. My feet barely touched the ground before I was on him. He caught me before I could collide with him, his strong arms scooping me up effortlessly. The movement forced a gasp
Chapter 88 I didn't know how to tell him I wanted him without sounding desperate or needy. I was scared. I went through my usual morning routine like a zombie, my mind still replaying every moment from the night before. As I was putting the finishing touches on my makeup, I heard a knock at the
I was the one naked and the one completely turned on. “Where does it hurt?” he asked, his voice rougher now, like he was struggling to keep it steady. The sound of it sent a shiver down my spine, and my thoughts scattered, my brain too foggy to form a coherent response. I pointed without thinking,
Chapter 89 Tristan’s gaze burned into mine, intense and heavy, like he could see every thought swirling in my head. He stood abruptly, his broad shoulders shifting under his shirt. “Let me get something for your leg,” he said, his voice low, almost too calm. Before I could respond, he was gone, t







