Then we have Silas, mine and Callum’s lover. He is my bad boy next door. He has medium length blond hair, blue eyes, snake bite piercings, and a small cross tattoo on his face by his right eye. The shortest of my guys at six foot even, he’s my gentle soul. He and Callum never wanted to address they were both bi and had feelings for each other.
Next there’s my twins, yin and yang. They are identical in build with different colored eyes and hair. My horror movie fan Orin with his left leg covered in horror themed tattoos which isn’t even all his artwork is my dominant, serious, and outspoken man with his white hair and blue eyes. Odin is his polar opposite with jet black hair, green eyes, and a beautiful blue butterfly on the front of his throat. He’s my submissive, sweet, and soft spoken lover.
And last but not least is Bodie, my viking. My chef has long, red hair, a matching beard, and plenty of freckles. He’s the nurturer of the group, always needing to make sure everyone is fed and taken care of.I really did hit the jackpot when it came to these sexy as sin men. I constantly feel like I need to pinch myself.
I don’t know how I went from an abusive, traumatic marriage where I didn’t know what love even felt like to falling in love with these amazing men, but I am forever grateful. They have shown me and my kids what it actually means to be loved and wanted. Me and all three kids still have PTSD and some triggers from living with Corin, but the guys have been great at helping us work through it.
“Isla Claire!” Maw-Maw snaps her fingers in front of my face, bringing me out of my thoughts. “Are you okay, dear?” she asks softly.
“Yeah, sorry. Lost in my head. So kiddos, we have some news.” I pause to look at them.Why am I more nervous to tell my kids than I was my grandmother?
Arden, my oldest, it's hard to believe he’s only six, he looks worried. He has seen so much in his short life. My little mini-me with his dirty blond hair, baby blue eyes, and freckles. Luckily, he was spared most of the physical abuse from his father but is so attached to me now after witnessing all the abuse I went through. I’m most worried about what his reaction will be.
Lochlan, my sensitive, middle child at only four , looks so much like his father with his dark brown hair, brown eyes, and tan skin. He unfortunately wasn’t as lucky when it came to being safe from abuse. They say kids are great at picking up someone's true character, however, and I believe it after he took to the guys quickly.
Lastly, I look at my sweet Vivian. She’s only two but with such a strong personality, with my facial features and attitude and her light brown hair and hazel eyes, she is a perfect mix of me and her father, not that he ever gave a shit about her. She suffered the worst of the abuse, simply for being born a girl. As much as I hate what he put her through, I’m also glad she was so little and doesn’t remember most of it. Thankfully, the child psychologists said they don’t feel she will have long lasting effects of all the trauma.
They are all looking at me and waiting for me to tell them the news, and I don’t know why I’m so nervous.
“Alright, kids. Mommy is pregnant! I havetwobabies in my belly!” I rush out. They all just look at me funny for a moment before replying.
“Heck yes! Woooo!” Arden is running around cheering, while Lochlan walks over and puts his hand on my stomach.
“Did you eat my babies?” he cries out. I burst into tears from happiness and because I’m laughing so hard.
All the guys and Maw-Maw join in my laughter. “No, baby, I didn’t eat the babies, that’s where they will grow until they are big enough to come out. Like you, bubba, and sissy all did,” I tell him, kissing his head.Please, don’t ask me how babies are made. I’m not ready for that conversation.
“Baby sister?” Vivi asks, cocking her head to the side like a puppy.
“We don’t know yet, sweetie, but we will find out soon though, okay?” I tell her.
Arden walks over and looks at me funny. “Wait… two babies?”
“Yeah, honey, we are going to have two babies. So either two brothers, two sisters, or one of each,” I answer him. Gah, I don’t know if I could handle two more boys.
He nods his head as he thinks that over, then looks between me and the guys. “But who’s their daddy?” I look at the guys dumbfounded, trying to figure out how to answer that when Silas pulls Arden to him. Well, shit, I didn’t expect that question.
“We are all their daddies just like we are all yours, Lochlan’s, and Vivian’s daddies. How lucky are y’all?” He gives him a hug, but Arden still looks worried.
“What’s wrong buddy?” I ask him as he chews on his lip.
“Are y’all going to love these babies more than us since they are y’alls real kids?” he asks softly. Lochlan looks worried as well, and now, I want to cry again. I hate how unsure he is.
All five of the guys make some form of protest, but it’s Orin who speaks up the loudest. “I want y'all to listen to me very closely, alright? It doesn’t matter to us who made you three, we love all of you with all of our heart, and we will not love these babies any more or any less than we love you. You threeareour kids as far as we are concerned. Nothing will ever change that. There are two types of family; there’s the family you’re born into and then the family you choose, and we will choose you three every time. Do you understand?"Immediate swoon.
Arden looks between all five of the guys and seems to make up his mind. “Can we call all of you dad?”
Silas and Orin are both crying, and the other three don’t look like they are holding it together very well.I wish I had my phone to take a video.I glance to my side, where my grandmother is holding up her phone like a pro.Thank goodness Maw-Maw is recording, since I forgot.
“Yes, y’all can call us all dad.” Silas reaches over and pulls Arden in for a hug, then all the guys go around hugging all the kids. Best freaking day ever. I am so happy right now.
After everyone settles down again, we get comfortable seated in a loose semi-circle on the floor and finish watching the movie, each of the kids using one of the guys as a makeshift chair. I must have dozed off because I wake up being carried to bed. I’m laid down gently and can feel myself surrounded by my guys all snuggled around me.
I fall back asleep to the sounds of their breathing and the amazing feeling of truly being loved. I never knew life could be so perfect and this time next year I’ll have two more beautiful babies.
Isla
The weekend passes relatively quickly, but Monday and Tuesday go by slowly. We were thankfully able to get in with an OB last minute the day before Thanksgiving. Although I’m sure the fact that my grandmother ended up calling and throwing money at the doctor helped, I won’t complain since it worked. The twins and I head in to my appointment first thing in the morning.
