“So predictable,” I whisper back.
Lucie’s face starts to turn bright red as she shakes her head.
Miles’s hands go up and yells, “That’s too many curse words! The babies can hear you!”
Wait…what?
I lean in to Beck and whisper, “Did he just say babies?”
“I think he did, but he’s also five.” Beck seems just as confused as I am and holds a finger up.
Dex lets out a heavy sigh. “As grateful as I am for this team and to be playing with you all again, I can’t wait to see my beautiful wife in the crowd with Miles and our twins.”
Holy shit.
Lucie pulls some sonogram pictures out from Dex’s pocket.
“Holy fucking shit,” Beck mutters next to me.
My hands rub my temples. “Oh there are so many Daddy Dex jokes coming to me.”
At least twenty of us all start to close in on them to get a look at the photos and to celebrate, but then Miles holds out his hands again. “Red light!”
You best believe we all freeze at that very moment.
Lucie starts to laugh. “We’ll be here all night. Everyone will get to look at the photos, and I can assure you there’s two.” She looks at Dex. “We asked for confirmation…a lot.”
Olsson comes up to clap Dex’s back. “Well, we’re all so happy for you. We could always use some more kiddos in the stands. Now, things we didn’t let Dex compromise on, open barand dancing after we eat. Everyone, take your seats, you can congratulate the couple after.”
While everyone else seems to follow Olsson’s request, I’m pretty sure us girls are on our own wavelength.
I reach for Lucie’s hand first. “Two babies?”
Slight fear might be showing in both of our eyes, but there’s an overabundance of happiness there too. I know deep in my gut that Lucie is meant to be a mom, twins somehow only feels fitting.
“Two babies.” She nods, handing me the sonogram.
Callie and Emma come to each side of me.
“Oh my word, two little Larsens!” Callie squeals.
“Are they identical or fraternal?” Emma asks next, leaning deeper into me to get a better look.
Lucie laughs. “Fraternal. It’s way too early for the genders. Well, I could do the blood test in a few weeks, but right now, I’m still wrapping my head around there being two of them.”
Reagan reaches for the pictures next with tears in her eyes. “Twins? Lucie, I have got to be prepped for these types of announcements! Here Will and I are, saying no to kids and you’re going to have two!”
Callie claps her hands. “Oh, I can’t wait to spoil the shit out of these kids. All of them, whoever has them. This is my and Will’s official start of competition to be the favorite aunt and uncle.”
“Will’s going to have to fight Beck on that one.” I say it. I hear it. I know what I’ve started.
Lucie takes my hands. “We’re in the same room as him but I don’t care. I need details. I could barely focus on the announcement with you two whispering in each other’s ears.”
“They’ve had small touches since they got here,” Callie adds.
“Non-sexual touches, let’s get some perspective.”
Reagan doesn’t look up from the picture or lower her voice even a smidge when she says, “They hooked up in the store yesterday.”
