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Fated to Be Family(9)

By:Alanea Alder


“Wow. You get two,” Rebecca murmured. “Rebecca!” Kate said, sounding exasperated.

“Now we really need to order you new lingerie,” Damian said.

“And mountain climbing equipment. Did you see the size of that man?” Rian sighed.

Kate smiled and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. “Ya’ll don’t think it’s weird?” she asked, unsure about how people would react to her having a ménage relationship.

“Besides hating your lucky bitch ass? No, I think it’s great,” Damian said, smiling.

“Ditto! I hope Fate gives me two men like that! God! Can you imagine them naked? Together. Together and naked. Naked and together.” Rian fell backward, fanning himself.

Damian sighed.

“Hey! No thinking about my men naked. Only I can do that,” Kate said, throwing a pillow at Rian.

“I so want to be there when they are naked. Kate, you have to take pictures!” Rian exclaimed.

“No way! Those goodies belong to me,” she shot back and they both looked at each other before they started giggling, which set off the twins.

Kate looked up and she paled.

“Oh my God! I’m a momma.” She looked from Landon to Lucas and back again.

“You’ll be just fine. You have all the correct instincts for it,” Ma said, getting up from the rocking chair. “I’m going to check on supper then head home. Pa and the boys will want their dinner as well.”

“You shouldn’t have to do two meals. They should just come here,” Rebecca said and Ma started shaking her head.

“You have enough going on here. You don’t need my boys acting like landmines and wildcards.” She kissed Rebecca on the forehead and went into the kitchen.

“Since we don’t have to worry about dinner, let’s break out the laptop and order some fun stuff for Katie Belle,” Rian said, standing up and walking across the room to pick up Rebecca’s laptop and returning to the sofa between Rebecca and Kate.

“Good idea. She will definitely need it with those two studs,” Rebecca teased.

Kate stuck her tongue out at Rebecca. “What about you?” Kate asked.

Rebecca rolled her eyes. “The way I’m going, I’ll need sex toys before lingerie. Aleks is afraid that sex might hurt the baby. He’s about two seconds away from getting shot,” Rebecca said, looking disgruntled.

“We can order that, too!” Rian said and winked at Rebecca. “The internet is a beautiful thing. Press a few buttons then presto change-o, packages are delivered to the P.O. box I have established. Then I can send someone from the Pride to go pick them up. Now, ladies, what did you have in mind?”

“I think Kate should go with a black-and-red leather bustier. Bran will swallow his tongue,” Damian said.

“She needs a pair of black stilettos or boots to pull that off,” Ashby offered, rocking Landon from the loveseat.

Rebecca nodded in agreement. “Maybe a pair of black leather boy shorts that unzip down the middle.”

“Rebecca, we definitely have the same fashion sense,” Rian said, frantically hitting keys on the keyboard.

“Don’t I get a say in this?” Kate asked. Everyone said “no” in reply.

“I went with knee-high black leather boots,” Rian said. Everyone cheered and Kate buried her face in a pillow.

“Don’t forget she needs new clothes. She only wears jeans and sweaters,” Rebecca said.

“I like jeans and sweaters. They are warm and comfortable,” Kate countered.

“And every once in a while I love them, too, but, Kate, it’s like every day for you. How about a blouse and a blazer or a graphic tee and jeans? Or a nice dress,” Rebecca said.

“I guess, but it seems silly,” Kate said.

“Clothes and makeup are a woman’s suit of armor,” Rebecca said, sipping her tea.

“When you are dressed up and your hair and makeup are kicking ass, you can take on the world. It gives you an ego boost like no other. I think once you see how much fun it is to plan your outfits, you’ll be addicted.”

“She is absolutely right. Great clothes are essential. No more sweats and jeans unless it’s a rainy Saturday afternoon and you aren’t planning on leaving the house,” Rian said.

“Okay, okay, ya’ll have convinced me. Load up the cart, Rian. But remember—”

“I remember, no frills or sequins and keep pink to a minimum. On it!” Rian said, practically bouncing. Pretty soon he declared her wardrobe complete. He then turned to Rebecca with a sly look.

“So, how about we order your stuff,” he said.

She blinked. “I was kidding, Rian. I’d die if Aleks found out I had sex toys.” Rebecca blushed.