Millie's terrified scream had Gabriel, Nick and Jess shooting to their feet.
"Betsy!" yelled Gabriel.
They charged down the kitchen stairs, to find their shaken housekeeper up on the kitchen counter, leaning back into the wall, still screaming.
"Shh! It's only Betsy!"
Gabriel stepped between her knees, putting his arms around her.
"Calm down, Millie. You're probably frightening her."
"It's a snake!" she squealed, pointing to the orange corn snake, slithering across the kitchen floor towards Nick.
Nick bent with an outstretched hand, allowing the snake to coil its way up his arm.
"Get it out of my kitchen now!"
"Millie its okay, she's harmless."
Gabriel lifted Millie off the counter and soothingly stroked her back as Millie clung to him, hiding her face in his neck. Her beautiful big bosoms, shuddered against his chest as she tried to control her fear, and he wished, not for the first ti
Nick sat at the breakfast table the next morning, inhaling the mouthwatering aroma of grilled bacon while he sorted their post. Millie didn't always cook breakfast. They started most days with cereal and toast. But Gabriel had finished the Coco pops as a midnight snack and so this morning Nick was sorting out the mail to the sound of sizzling bacon.He put Gabriel's letters on the table in the place where he usually sat just as the kitchen door opened and he entered the room."Oh God, that smells delicious!" Gabriel said, lifting his face and breathing in. He looked at Millie and grinned at Nick."Millie, if we have bacon, can we have poached eggs as well, please?"Make that two please Millie," Nick said.Gabriel stopped behind Millie on his way to the coffee pot. She had her hair up, and he wanted to slip his arms around her and kiss her neck. He glanced at Nick, wondering if he could get away with it. Nick watched him knowingly, with one eyebrow
Millie ran to her room. What was it Gabriel had said? They were both thrilled she wasn't a bag of bones! What did he mean? Didn't they like thin sexy girls? That isn't what the press said. She saw the pictures in newspapers and magazines.She washed the tears away, changed her top and brushed her hair. She didn't want to go out without setting things right with Nick. But, just as she was leaving the kitchen, Gabriel came running down the stairs."Are you ready, Millie?""Can I see Nick?"Gabriel shook his head and took her hand, leading her outside to his car."Not right now love he's working. You know he doesn't like to be disturbed. He'll want to see you later, though. Now don't you worry about him, Nick's temper is very short, and he doesn't bear grudges. He has already forgiven you."Millie was exhausted. Gabriel had dragged her around the shops, making her try on dress after dress. He'd had her locked in changing rooms while he loaded u
Millie didn't dare open her eyes when she woke up.She couldn't believe she'd fallen asleep on Nick's lap. This was insane! What was she thinking, sitting on his lap anyway?She kept still, listening to her surroundings. The TV was tuned to a football channel as usual, with the sound on low. Nick was quietly talking to Gabriel, who was stroking her ankles and massaging her feet against his thighs.She tensed up. Gross! They'd been ensconced in her sweaty boots all day.Nick knew she was awake, and he felt her body stiffen. Was she embarrassed at falling asleep on him? He didn't mind. She felt lovely in his arms. He might just have to kiss her to shut her up. Though, maybe he'd leave that to Gabriel. Perhaps he'd let him explain how they felt about her. He was persuasive, and his smile infectious. No one could say no to Gabe."Millie? Sweetheart? Wake up."She knew she had to open her eyes now, however awkward.She was still contemplat
“Shoes for Friday first? What do you think, hm?”Nick asked as they wandered hand in hand through the streets of Mayfair, the dazzling shops shrines to luxury labels. Millie felt out of her depth here, her eyes taking in London’s celebration to the rich and famous.She gave him a sidelong glance, her heart doing a little jump at the sight of his perfect profile. God, he looked like a God, a dark, alluring God with a little bit of a short temper. That realization prompted her to agree with his suggestion.“Okay.”Millie would not argue. She was learning whatever Nick said, Nick meant. She had already discovered the best way to deal with him, was to do what he said, or ask him to reconsider. He didn’t take to being argued with. She loved being around him, though she concluded that she had to tread lightly around him. Which, added to his overall appeal.Her eyes fell toward their locked finger
Millie looked down at the table. Good God, what was he doing to her? She was feeling very hot. Her clothing was too restrictive, and the warm feeling in the pit of her stomach was getting worse, she could feel her arousal slipping into her panties. If Nick's hand crept any higher, he'd feel how wet her knickers were and then he'd want to take them off!She felt out of control. She needed Gabriel! He didn't push her like this. he didn't make demands she didn't know how to handle. Gabriel grounded her. He gently guided her when she was in his arms. Instinctively, she knew he'd comfort and support her while she came to terms with this overwhelming attraction she and Nick shared.Fortunately, she was saved having to answer Nick, by the waiter who arrived with their lunch. Although Nick ceased running his hand over her thigh, his attention didn't wane. Instead, he fed her pasta and seafood from the large bowl they shared.It proved to be rather challenging to predict
Without knickers, the cold air caressed Millie's freshly exposed skin. The rush of new and pleasantly strange sensations was distracting, but oddly freeing. The girls at the salon had affectionately kissed her goodbye and instructed her to have a cool shower that evening."Are you feeling okay?"Gabriel squeezed her hand as they walked up the road to his car."Yes, decidedly drafty," she shrugged. "But it feels okay."She knew without looking at him that he was wearing a smug little smirk. A glimpse from the corner of her eye confirmed it when he helped her into her seat.Millie's expression softened. Gabriel wasn't just gorgeous to look at; he was beautiful all the way through. She'd never seen him angry; he left that up to Nick. They were perfect opposites of one another, two halves of a whole - like the good cop, bad cop partnership TV shows depicted. The thing was, she wanted the bad just as much as the good!When they got home, Millie w
Pearl Ashton threw her phone across the bedroom. It missed her twin sister's head by millimetres before shattering against the wall, waking Ruby up."What the hell is wrong with you?" Ruby screamed, pulling her sleep mask from her eyes. "You could have hit me with that you stupid bitch! I can't afford bruises. I have the Chloe show to do next week."Pearl flung her long blond hair back over her shoulder, pouting so hard, her bottom lip was sticking right out."You know better than that, Pearl. Pulling faces gives you ugly wrinkles. What's got your knickers in a knot anyway?""Nick and Gabriel are refusing to take us to the premiere tonight. They say they already have a date.""What?" Ruby gritted her teeth, and her shoulders were rigid. "How dare they ruin our plans! Gabriel is mine! We haven't seen them since that dreadful dinner. " Ruby's eyes began to water. "I ... I love him.Pearl, what am I going to do?" she said, bursting into tears.
By half-past two, she had the whole house cleaned. She put away her dusters and polish and went down to the kitchen. She was just waiting for the kettle to boil when her phone rang."Hello""Hello darling, are you alright?""Hi Nick, I'm fine thanks, just having a cup of tea.""Well don't dawdle, the car will arrive any minute now, to take you to have your hair done.""Oh, I forgot about that." Millie paused. "I'm not sure I should go with you."There was a sigh at the other end of the phone."What's happened?"She recognized his "don't mess with me" tone of voice."Nothing has happened.""Right! In that case, you will be going to have your hair done, and we'll see you at five-thirty. Just enjoy it, Millie."Nick wasn't sure whether this was first night nerves or whether something had happened when he ended the call and turned to Gabriel."Remind me to call the salon to see if she's gone to get
Christmas Eve"You disgusting little horror, I've never known anyone smell like you, Not even your handsome big brother." Nick held Aria Henderson-Swan at arm's length and took the stairs two at a time. "You gorgeous beautiful stinkpot, what are we going to do with you?""Shh, I've just got Arlo to sleep," Gabriel whispered, he sat in one of the two rocking chairs with his tiny son over his shoulder gently patting his back. "You'd better be quick, one of her legs has turned a strange mustard colour."Bloody hell what has your mother been feeding you?"Same as she has been feeding this one, Google says breastfed babies have mustard pooh.""Great." Nick sighed, "Oh my
"What do you think?" Millie twisted around to look over the back of the wedding dress in the full-length mirror. The twins shook their heads, "Looks great at the front, you can hardly see the bump, but the back is a mess, far too many frills. I'll go and have a look, see what I can find. Pearl and Ruby wandered off. "What do you think, Mum? Rene shook her head, "No the girls are right, it's too much,""It looks as if you have a crumpled bed sheet attached to your bum," Lucy said. "Lucy!" said Claire, try not to upset the bride.""We are not having our gorgeous step-mum, looking like a complete clown, she can hardly see her feet, nevermind her bum. She needs us to tell the truth."Millie went back to the changing room and waited for the next dress, Pearl and Ruby came barging in."Try this Millie, I know its not the right colour, but the style is perfect."Millie wasn't going to argue, right now she was so fed up with trying frocks on, she w
Millie lay on the bed, as the ultrasound technician covered her tummy with gloop. The room was in semi-darkness, and Nick and Gabriel stood at the bed's side, Nick holding her hand and Gabriel's hand lay on her thigh."Just let me do my measurements, and then I'll show you the baby," Said the sonographer wielding the ultrasound wand over Millie's lower tummy.It only took a few minutes to get her measurements."Well, this is interesting," she said, "Which one of you is the father?" the sonographer asked."We don't know yet," Millie said, "and we don't mind all our family will love the baby.""I apologise, I thought you were a surrogate for these two gentlemen."Millie laughed, "No, we're just a very unusual family, and there is plenty of love for our children.""Do any of you have twins in the family?" The men shook their heads, "I have twin sisters" Millie said."Well, you're having twins, let me
It was so wonderful to be home, and Millie revelled in Nick and Gabriel taking care of her. Nick could hardly bear to let her out of his sight. He followed her around like a lost puppy, especially on that first evening.Claire brought Katie home after work. Katie glanced into the sitting room and realised Millie was there, "Mama"! she yelled running into the room and throwing herself onto Millie's lap.Millie breathed a sigh of contentment, how could she have abandoned this sweet little girl because of her hurt feelings. How ridiculous she was.Katie held tight to Millie's neck, "I'm sorry for leaving you, Katie," she whispered in her ear, "I'll never leave you again."Millie put Katie to bed after dinner, and they all sat and talked about the things they had been doing."So How are you doing Millie?" asked Claire.Millie glanced up at Nick and Gabriel. They were smiling at her like Cheshire cats.&
Jess and Lucy stared wide-eyed at Amelia's message, they both let out a sigh, "Thank god for that, so, shall we call Smokey?""No, let's ask Gabe if he will take us, Millie will need someone to be with her. Someone who loves her."Lucy said, "Not like we love her.""Okay, what about Dad?"
"Tell me what Angus said again?" Nick could hardly believe what Gabriel had told him, that he was suffering morning sickness, it was unbelievable, he'd never heard of this before, he didn't have this when Jess's mum was pregnant."He doesn't think there is anything wrong with you, he said to look up Couvade Syndrome, you read it yourself, Nick." Gabriel was holding on to his patience,
Three Weeks Later.Millie lay in her bed. She had left the curtains open, and from her position, she could see the trees across the river. The birds were tweeting and doing aerobatics among the branches, and the sun was shining. For the first time in weeks, everything was peaceful. Millie sighed, a feeling of contentment rose within her, and all she needed now was... No! She could not think of them. The lump in her throat stopped her breath, and her eyes stung with unshed tears. Jumping out of bed, she marched to the bathroom, determined that she would carry on with her new life. She leaned over the bath and turned the shower on, no massive shower with a million jet streams here. She would be lucky if the hot water lasted until she had washed her hair. The agent had promised they would repair the thermostat as soon as, but she hadn't heard from him for two weeks. God another Monday morning on the phone to him, She had never had any trouble in London with repairs t
The cottage was idyllic, it was a fairytale cottage, with a drystone wall at the front and garden full of flowers. If the inside were as pretty as the garden, Millie would take it. The Derbyshire hills surrounding the picturesque village were beautiful to look at, and just across the road, the river Derwent rolled peacefully along.The peace that Millie felt was incredible, and no one would bother her here. All she could hear was singing of the birds. The cottage was on a back road in the village, the only people who would come down this road were the people who lived in the other four ho
Gabriel watched the girls cook tea. He enjoyed being with them. They were funny, and they both explained many things to him about his life."Gabe, would you like to go and tell Nick dinner's ready please?""Do you know where he'll be?" he said, standing and stretching."Up two flights of stairs, first door on the left. That's your bedroom. He's probably sulking."Gabriel sighed, "Does he often do this, sulk, I mean?"Lucy rolled her eyes, "What you have to remember Gabe, is that although my brother is the outwardly dominant member of this family, you are usually in charge. Nothing happens in this household without you saying so and giving it your approval."Gabriel's navy blue eyes opened wide, "Are you sure?"Both the girls nodded their heads. "He just talks and shouts a lot," Lucy said. "But you are the one we all go to, and especially Nick. If you didn't realise it, Nick has said something to Millie, not meaning to hurt