21
Dante
“I’mgonna ask you something, and you have to promise not to get mad,”Isaid.
Gabriel’s eyes opened slowly and he turned, quirking a brow at me. Neither of us had spoken for a good twenty minutes. Lorenzo, being the amazing older brother and uncle that he was, decided to give us both a much-needed break from our son. It wasn’t that we didn’t love him, but both Gabe and I desperately needed to catch up on rest from all our sleeplessnights.
We laid in bed, side by side, drowsing on and off alldaylong.
“Why would I get mad?” Gabeasked.
“Because you didn’t sound too happy in thedeliveryroom.”
Gabe sat up now and furrowed his brow. “Dante, what are you talkingabout?”
I licked my lips nervously. “Ababy.”
“Ababy?”
“Another baby,” Iclarified.
Gabe paused. “Oh.” I couldn’t read his expression. He gazed off into the corner of the room in thought. Finally, when I thought he was going to turn me down, he caught myeye. “When?”
Iblinked. “When?”
It seemed both of us were too tired to have a proper conversation. The absurdity of the situation made melaugh.
“Do you want to have another baby?” Iasked.
A coy expression crossed Gabe’s face. “When exactly were you thinking about having thisnewbaby?”
“So you’re notsayingno?”
He chuckled. “I’m saying it’s apossibility.”
I sidled up to him and planted a kiss on his lips. “How can I make upyourmind?”
Gabriel let out a long, exaggerated sigh. He wrapped his arms around my neck and bumped our foreheads together. “Unfortunately, veryeasily.”
“So… Is thatayes?”
“Maybe.”
My hands drifted down to his hips, then down to the waistband of his briefs. “Maybe?”
Gabe smiled. “Seriously, Dante. What do youthink?”
“Me? Well…” I murmured as my fingers absentmindedly roamed my mate’s skin. “I love having a son. More than I ever thought I would, to behonest.”
Gabe hummed. His palms were pressed firmly to mychest. “And?”
“And I think it would be fun to have another,” I finished with a shy grin. “You don’t hate the idea,doyou?”
“No, not at all,” Gabe said with a mischievous glint in his eyes. His arms gripped tighter around my neck as he pulled me close. “But you know… That means Lorenzo’s gonna be doing a lot more babysitting around here while I have my quiet timewithyou.”
I growled playfully. “I’m sure hewon’tmind.”
“Really?” Gabe purred. Now he swung his leg over my side and heaved himself up so he was straddling my waist. “Then I guess you better get to work,alpha.”
