The Triple Don't: Daniels' Debt
My father, Vince, and the boys' father finally came in, their tough-guy exteriors crumbling as they took turns holding the newborns.
The triplets climbed into the oversized hospital bed with me, tangling their limbs around mine.
"You guys were a disaster today," I whispered into the dark.
"We were a little uncalibrated," Nickie admitted.
"Next time, we’ll have the protocols down," Luca promised.
"Next time?" I groaned. "I just pushed out an entire squad!"
"Next time is for the girls," Matteo teased. "The Noir Triplets."
I just 'shh'-ed them and closed my eyes, falling into a deep, dreamless sleep surrounded by my six Moretti men.
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