Marcus POV
The twins looked curiously at me. But it was a quick look because they turned their attention back to their mother.
When Martina got their attention, I saw her swallow to clear the lump in her throat before speaking, forcing a cheery note into her voice.
At the same time, she addressed the two, looking enraptured by her voice and face.
Their eyes were glued on their mother like she was the world to them. Their grins covered their chubby cheeks.
They were plump and pink and smooth. I itched to touch them with my fingers.
Then, Martina’s voice distracted
Marcus POVI pressed my face to their downy heads, closing my eyes as I inhaled their baby scent. The sweet feel of them in my arms was incomparable to anything I ever had in my entire life. It was wonderful. It was intoxicatingly sweet and powerful!I don’t feel like relinquishing my hold on them for a while. While I enjoyed cuddling my twins in my arms, I felt a light tap on my shoulder and opened my eyes to see Martina. Her tender expression was one I did not see all the time, and I basked in it. It was a rare kind of high. “Your muscles are going to be sore after some time. The kids, if you noticed, are not lightweight. Let us put them on the bed first, and then we will talk.” She informed me. Talk?My brows furrowed in confusion. What is there to talk about? I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket but ignored it. I don’t want to release my hold on the children yet. There was this yearning inside me like I could not get enough of them even when they were nestled in my arms
Martina POV“Are you sure you wanted us to live with you?” I asked Marcus.“Of course. It’s a non-negotiable for me, Martina. We will live as a family, which we should have done years ago. We shouldn’t have gotten a divorce.”“But what about Briana? Is she still mad at you?”Marcus sighed.“Briana will come around. Don’t let her become a problem for us. We lost years apart, and I don’t want to add to the number of days we weren’t together. I wanted to live together - you, me, Marky, and Macy.”
Martina POV“Why are you all here?”Marcus said to his three brothers as they barged into the house, heads turning around as if looking for something or someone. “You can not just drop a bomb and expect we are going to sit still and wait calmly at home,” Flint replied. “And who told you?” Marcus arched his brows, but his eyes pinned Rowan. His two brothers, Flint and Charles pointed in Rowan’s direction, exposing him to us. Rowan grinned, unaffected in the slightest. “I can’t keep calm about it. I have to tell them.” He responded, looking not the least bit guilty.Marcus could only shake his head. At about that time, the door to Marie’s bedroom opened. “Martina…” Her voice trailed off when she saw the four brothers for the first time. She was shocked! It was clearly written on her face. Marie bowed her head, unable to meet their eyes. Who wouldn’t when Redwood City’s royalty stepped into your home?The Four brothers looked spectacular, standing side by side. The four of th
Marcus POVThe twins' giggles filled my ears, and my heart felt its most contentment when they stared up at me with adoration reflected in their eyes.I feel connected to them in ways I could not imagine.So, this is how it feels when your child looks at you in awe. My chest felt constricted with too much happiness.“Here, let me carry one.” Flint offered, interrupting my moment with my twins.“I can manage,” I told him curtly, elbowing his hands away.But Flint, ever the troublemaker, followed us. He snatched Marky away, and all I could do was
Marcus POVOutside the apartment building, Martina faltered in her steps.Since I was holding her hand, I, too, missed a step and almost lost my balance.“What is wrong?” Worry etched my voice.I thought she changed her mind.Martina gulped, looking uncomfortable. “Your brothers created a ruckus.” She informed me.Following her vision, I could only shake my head when I realized my brothers brought their flashy cars.So, that makes four luxury cars plus two high-end vehicles and a moving van.The sight of the cars attracted attention since this was a poor part of the city.Many residents left their houses curiously to check out what was happening.“We haven’t seen so many flashy cars around here, so we came to inspect.” Said one of the residents who approached Rowan.Of course, aside from the flashy cars, my brother brought
Martina POVI watched in awe as my twins blended in smoothly with their cousins. Briana’s triplets, as usual, are a rambunctious lot.But they are cute in their antics.I also loved how they included my twins in their play.Everyone is having a good time.The three older ones supervise the four younger ones.Of course, while the Ford siblings were busy talking about business, Hanna and I hovered over the children. We sat on the opposite sides of the mat, smiling shyly at each other.I h
Martina POV“I will. Will you look after Macy for me?” I asked.“Of course.” When I stood up, I saw Marcus follow my movements with his eyes. Our gazes connected. It was as if that one look already clued him on what I set out to do. Marcus let Flint carry Marky.“Don’t let my baby girl cry, or I will call your girls to tell them that you farted in your sleep when we were kids.” He warned when Macy hopped on Flint’s arms, too. Flint gave him the flip. Rowan playfully punched him on his biceps. “There are kids here, Flint. Stop that.” “Sorry,” Flint said, making the peace sign instead. He was late because now Riley wanted to mimic him. He pointed his middle finger upward and the rest of his fingers pointing down. “See?” Rowan admonished Flint, taking Marky away from him to hand my boy to Hanna. Then, he let Charles take Macy out of harm's way. When the coast was clear, Rowan straddled Flint and playfully punched him. The triplets found it funny. They started punching and hit
Martina POV“We are going to sleep over here.” Riley declared when their father told them to pack up so they could retire to their house across the street.“Yeah, daddy. Uncle M is here with his babies with Aunt Martina.” Brixx seconded.“Daddy R is also here with Aunt Hanna and Rohan Joy. We can’t leave.” Mason declared.Noah could only scratch his head at times like this.“We are going to miss playing with our cousins,” Riley added, enough for their father to relent.“Okay, but Mommy and I will go home