Semua Bab Surrogacy For Ex's Uncle Professor: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Robin’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the dress for the hundredth time.Was this happening?Yes, it was happening, and I honestly couldn’t believe it.In a matter of minutes, I was going to get married.Married to none other than Micah Volkov. Marrying him was the only thing I wanted.Well, that and to raise my triplets with him.Maybe one day we might even have more children. I had no idea what we might face in the future, but at least we were going to be together. This was the most important thing, I realized.“You look amazing,” Kathryn said from behind me.“You think so?” I turned slightly, biting my lip. “I feel like I’m going to throw up.”Kathryn laughed and came to stand beside me. “That’s normal. Nerves and excitement live next door to each other. Sometimes they carpool.”I laughed. “That’s a weird metaphor.”“But accurate.” She grinned. “Now turn around. I need to make sure that the zipper is zipped all the way and not faking it.”I turned, and she fussed wit

Robin’s POVAfter the first round, the two of us ended up going straight to round 2. I was riding on his cock right now, my breasts bouncing with the effort. Micah stared up at me with these half-lidded eyes that were filling me with desire.The way he looked at me was something I couldn’t get enough of.He always looked at me like I was the only woman in the world. Every woman wanted a man to look at them like that, and I had a man who did.Suddenly, he grabbed my hips, stopping my movements. I whimpered in frustration, needing more, but Micah seemed determined to make sure I was going to come when he wanted me to.The two of us were staring into each other’s eyes. I whimpered again, feeling this pleasure run up and down my spine.Fuck I don’t know how long I was going to handle this.I wanted to touch my clit but before I could Micah grabbed my hand.“Why don’t you try to come on my cock instead?” he murmured, his gruff voice sending shivers up and down my spine.So I decided to get

Robin’s POVWhen it came to being a witch, I realized I had neglected some of witchcraft.Most of my day was spent taking care of the triplets, which I was fine with. I loved being at home with them day after day. Did I ever picture myself as a stay-at-home mom to triplets? No.But this was my life now, and I loved it.Abuela was also getting older, and I took care of her. Though she still had a lot of spunk left within her. It would be hard to keep her down.The old woman was stubborn and was bound to live for another decade or so.I sighed softly.But I did regret neglecting my magic.So I decided that I was going to try to get my witch's license.I graduated from supernatural college and was the kind of witch whose magic came easily. It was how Micah took to his werewolf skills as easily as he did.Sighing again, I realized I was going to apply and see what would happen. I hoped that I would be all right and be able to pass.Written tests might not be my strong point, but if I was

Robin’s POVThe amount of shock I was in when I learned my best friend was getting married to Victor was huge. I mean, Victor. My ex. The guy who once tried to iron a shirt while wearing it. The man who somehow managed to set off the smoke alarm and flood his apartment on the same day. That Victor.I almost dropped my phone when she told me. Thought maybe she was joking. Or delusional. Or both.But no. Kathryn was serious. She looked me dead in the eye and said, “He’s not perfect, but he’s mine,” with that same stubborn glint she always got when she decided something insane ,like adopting a cactus farm or brewing her kombucha.And you know what the worst part was?She meant it.She loved him. My chaotic, semi feral ex-boyfriend, who once thought mixing NyQuil and espresso was a good idea. And somehow, against every odd in the known universe, I couldn’t even be mad.Because she was happy. Like, glowing happy. The kind of happy people write songs about. The kind of happiness I had with

Robin’s POVThe engagement didn’t seem to last long.I thought the two of them would be engaged for a while. Kathryn and Victor were only engaged for like three months, whereas Micah and were engaged for half a year.But to be fair, the two of us had been in a relationship for a long time. Years, not months. We knew each other inside and out, each other's habits, tempers, soft spots, and weird snack preferences. We’d already weathered enough storms to know what kind of marriage we were stepping into.Victor and Kathryn, though?They’d barely finished their honeymoon phase when he popped the question. It felt fast. Not necessarily bad, just… quick. Like the two of them had jumped on a train without checking the destination.I wasn’t trying to be judgmental, even if I probably sounded like it.They seemed happy enough. Victor had that lovesick look in his eyes, the same one he used to get over his favorite action figures when he was nine.And Kathryn? Well, she had the calm, collected v