Dr Ramirez takes my used tissues and hands me new ones for my tears before pulling out the step I was missing earlier. Bellamy helps me down, and then Winter takes my place as I fix my clothes and dry my tears. Sitting down, I link my fingers with Shiloh’s as Bellamy stands beside her. I realize the monitoris hooked up to the television mounted on the wall, which means that we can see everything.
Dr. Ramirez easily finds Winter’s baby, and I sag with relief because we’ve had enough excitement as it is. Half an hour later, we’re happily leaving the doctor’s office and heading to the SUV with our security detail following close behind.
My weapons are back where they belong, and I can see Shiloh fiddling with his phone for a second before he lifts it up to show us. Thank goodness we’re still parked, because Abbott probably would crash otherwise.
A video begins to play that shows me seeing the baby for the first time, and then a close up video of the baby. My jaw drops as it continues to show Winter and her experience, and I find that my cheeks are wet yet again.
Hormones, man. They’re rough.
“This is amazing, Shiloh,” I breathe.
“When did you have time?” Bellamy asks in awe.
“I used both Abbott and my phones to take the video, and then spliced both into one,” Shi explains like it’s no big deal. “I want us to have documentation of the first time we saw and heard our baby.”
“They’re so tiny,” I admit. “It’s so hard to believe they’re just hanging out inside of us.”
“It’s amazing,” Winter says with a grin. “It definitely feels real.”
Sighing happily, I settle back as Abbott manages to get the car into drive and begins the route back to the house.
“You all are such sexy dads,” I croon, glancing at Winter with a wink.
None of us have done anything intimate together since we were kidnapped. Part of the reason is because Winter has been really sick, and the other is due to not feeling like it.
Now, Winter’s eyes hood as she nods and my nostrils flare, moaning when she perfumes.
“We should definitely show them how sexy we think they are,” she says softly.
“Fuck me,” Abbott groans, taking a left a little harder than normal.
“Watch it,” Ansel cautions.
“I got it,” Abbott promises. “Everything smells like cotton candy. Don’t you want to shove your tongue in her pretty, pink cunt?”
“Goddamnit,” Shi groans. “I do now. Do you want your cunt eaten out, Kitten.”
“I do,” Winter whimpers.
“Don’t think I forgot that you just asked to be fucked,” I purr to Abbott.
I’m not sure how he manages to get us home safely, but he does. As soon as the vehicle is parked, we bail out quickly, practically running up the stairs to the first floor. Abbott unlocks the door, and we rush inside as he turns off the alarm and locks the front door.
“Shi, I need to know if we’re cutting our cleaner loose or not,” Abbott says, already heading up the stairs.
“There’s nothing that shows she has an issue in her past, but I don’t want anyone in our house,” Shiloh confesses, jogging behind him.
The rest of us follow as I think about it, and Bellamy clears his throat, drawing my attention.
“What is it?” I ask once we all clear the landing and head into the bedroom.
“I don’t want anyone in our house either. We can manage to clean for ourselves,” he says.
“Motion carried,” Abbott grunts easily, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off.
“Damn, that was easy,” Winter says, pushing her shorts off her hips and getting rid of her sandals.
“That’s how we roll,” Ansel says, already naked, and moving to help Winter. Picking her up once he’s done, he carries her to the bed to kiss down her body before attacking her cunt.
