Page 96 of Rescuing Erin

“Already running around out back with Robby and Asher.”

“Here, let me hold Francesca.” I held my hands out and waited for Liv to pass me the baby she’d been cradling.

“Ready for another one?” Colin leaned down and whispered.

“Lexi is three months old. You’re crazy,” Liv answered for me.

“Who’s crazy, tesorino?” Leo asked, joining us.

“Colin. He wants another baby.”

“And? I’m ready to put another one in you. As a matter of fact, I think it happened last night.”

“Nice.” Olivia rolled her eyes. “We’re done for a while. Giorgia runs me all day and now with Francesca here . . . just no. Don’t even think about it, Leo.”

“Yo!” Zane bellowed from the floor, his one-year-old son lying in front of him, struggling to roll over while Zane worked hard to keep him on his back.

Ivy, Jasmin, and Violet were nowhere to be seen. I was getting ready to ask where they were when Jaxon and Linc joined our huddle.

“The girls ran to the store,” Linc said.

“And they left all the kids here with you guys?” I asked.

“Nope. That’s why I stayed,” Liv cut in.

“You do realize what we do for living, right?” Linc chuckled. “We hunt terrorists. We’ve survived in the worst conditions. I think we can handle seven children.”

“Christ, what does your mother feed you?” Zane complained. “How is it possible baby shit can be purple?”

Olivia and I had matching raised eyebrows in answer.

“All right, I’ll give you Zane, he’s a little squeamish when it comes to diaper changing,” Linc admitted. “But the rest of us can handle—"

“Daddy!” One of the twins ran in the house covered in mud. “Robby pushed me.”

“Shit. Where’s your Uncle Jax? He was supposed to be watching you.”

“Mason fell down. Dirt in his mouth,” Asher explained why Jax wasn’t watching him and his brother. Mason was Jax and Vi’s son. “I got the hose.”

“The hose. Shit. Is your brother wet?”

“Yes.” Asher smiled.

Jaxon came in the back door holding a dirty Mason. A soaking wet Robby followed.

“Jasmin’s gonna kill me,” Linc muttered.

“So, seven kids, huh?”

Robby took off across the living room, dripping water as he went.

“Shit.”

“I don’t know how you do two. I’m done. One is plenty.” Jax still hadn’t moved from the doorway.

“Where’s Gia?” Leo asked.

“Here,” a cute little girl called out from the kitchen.