My eyes snap up to his. “It’s not for me to say,” I state, staring back at him and standing my ground.
He grits his jaw. “You ain’t going to tell me, and I ain’t going to tell you. We got the tree, didn’t we, and we are back in time for Christmas with the kids. That’s all that matters,” he adds as he glides his hands down his body. “You going to join me?” he asks.
I run my tongue along my lower lip, but just as I open my mouth to answer, Enzo and Storm come running in. Ghost quickly turns his back so they don’t see his very hard dick.
“Hey guys! Why the panic?”
“We are getting a new member!” Storm jumps up and down excitedly.
“Huh?” I ask, confused.
Enzo rolls his eyes and folds his arms over his chest. “Uncle Scar said to tell you they got a call from the adaption agency,” Enzo states.
“You mean the adoption agency,” I correct him.
“That’s what I said.” Enzo huffs.
“Okay.” I turn around to tell Ghost to get out, but he’s already wrapping the towel around his waist. I smile.
“Kids, go get in the truck. We’ve got a new member to welcome,” he orders. The kids cheer and run off.
I reach up on my toes and lovingly press my lips to his. I blink open my eyes as I break the kiss. “I love you,” I whisper softly.
“Love you more, darlin’.”
We all jump in our truck. Scar and Elsie went on ahead, saying for us not to worry about making the journey, but of course we are. They are our family. “Santa brought Uncle Scar and Auntie Elsie a baby!” Storm yells excitedly from the back seat.
“He sure did, honey.” I smile.
Thankfully, the hospital is only an hour’s drive. We park up, and as we all file in, the usual looks come our way. “I don’t get why people have to look at us like that all the time,” I mutter to Ghost as we make our way through the hospital.
“I’d say it was more the fact that you are in a tight red Christmas-patterned all-in-one jumpsuit that looks like it’s painted on,” Ghost points out.
I look down at my red jumpsuit with little candy canes decorated on it. “It’s cute!” I exclaim.
“I think you look bootiful, Momma,” Storm compliments me from Ghost’s arms.
“Yeah, Mommy. You look cool,” Enzo adds from my side.
I squeeze his hand in mine. “Thank you, babies.” I grin.
“Just saying, Storm, if you wear an outfit like that, baby girl, you won’t ever be leaving the fucking house.”
“Daddy, stop saying ‘funkin’,” Storm chastises him.
We walk down the hall and into the family room, where Scar and Elsie are sat looking anxious as they await the news of the birth of their baby. Both of them look up surprised to see us all.
“What the hell?” Scar grins.
“There ain’t one baby that hasn’t come into this family that we haven’t been there for,” Cash states.
We all nod.
“Apart from me. I was born before my mom came here.” Oliver shrugs, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. The kid was in full-on teenage mode, which was hilarious but also frightening at what was to come.
“Kids, go play with the toys over there,” Queenie points. Enzo, Hendrix, Storm, Maisy, River, and Phoenix all rush over to the toys in the corner. Oliver just goes and sits down with his phone, while Beast and Belle keep hold of the twins, Raine and Ripley. Mabel, Acid and Rhea’s youngest, tries to join in but is too small.
“Move. Let Mabel play, too,” Enzo orders.
