Chapter 50

Grayson

I stared into the eyes of my beautiful wife as we lay in bed the morning after my return. I was home. I reached out to stroke her hair, and she smiled sleepily. Her hand reached out and caressed my cheek.

She winced and rubbed her belly. “Your children are very active today.”

I kissed her forehead. “Our children,” I said happily.

She closed her eyes. “When they misbehave, they’re your children,” she smirked.

I let out a good laugh and pulled her close. I put my hand on her belly and could feel the babies moving about. They *were* very active today. “Little beans,” I said to her stomach. “Give your poor mama a break.” One of them kicked my hand as if in response.

The midwife came in a few minutes later and bustled about with confidence before asking, “How is everyone doing today?”

Abby sat up slowly, with my help. “Better,” she answered. “Still tired, the babies are still dancing around in there, but better.” She squeezed my hand. “Anna, have you met my husband Grayson?”

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