/Penelope’s POV/“I am sure we won't be looking underneath my trousers because I am straight, and even if I'm gay, I don't like guys like you. But I may have iron balls,” He shrugged, paging someone on his phone and switching to his professional mode after glancing at me.“It's time, let's take her to the theatre.” He declared.“Can I see them? They are so beautiful. They look like their father I guess.” I rasped, dizziness clouding my features while my eyes fought to stay awake, my bone was exhausted at this point, I looked at my husband and smiled weakly at him.“Yeah, sure. You can see them, after all, you’re their mama. On the contrary, I think they look like you.” Hunter chuckled, handing over the piece of joy wrapped in a blue blanket.“He came out first, right? I don’t think he looks like him, look at his tightened lips and furrowed eyebrows, I wonder what is going through his little mind, he should have nothing to think about, and yet he looks like the burden of the whole coun
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