Melinda’s Wolves(110)
“Good luck with that. I don’t envy you. But what about your Spartan Races? I thought you were dead set on returning to that extensive exercise. You made them promise to let you get your body back and finish your trifecta.”
“Yeah. Well, there’s always next year. I kinda like being here with my men when I’m not at the hospital. The idea of juggling a baby, a job, two men, and a race makes me feel tired.”
“I can imagine. I’m tired just thinking about all that.”
“What about you? Are you three ready to take the plunge?”
Melinda shook her head adamantly. “Nope. I watch you and want the opposite. I’ve never been happier. Give yourself fifteen minutes between pregnancies and you’ll see. Griffen and Miles will still gaze at you the same. They love you to pieces. Anyone can see that. It has nothing to do with your body shape. Huge. Skinny. They don’t care. They love what’s underneath.”
“How’d you get so wise?”
McKenna’s little body slumped onto Melinda’s chest as she grew tired and fell asleep.
Melinda licked her lips and lifted her gaze to Rebecca. A tear fell from her eye.
“Oh honey, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. It’s none of my business.”
Melinda shook her head. “I’m fine. I’m just so happy. I never dreamed I’d have anything even close to this in my life. And just like you’re afraid of what life might be like not pregnant, I’m afraid to find out what it would be like pregnant.”
“Well, there’s no law that says you have to rush it. Take your time. Enjoy your mates.”
At that moment the front door opened, and four noisy men barreled into the house. All four of them beamed as they set eyes on the scene.
And then Trace’s face fell. “What happened?” His gaze shifted from Melinda to Rebecca. “Why is my mate crying?”
“Don’t be silly. I’m not crying.” Melinda wiped the tears from her face. She hadn’t realized she’d gotten that emotional.
Keegan raced to her side. “Hon?” He leaned over and grasped her chin, forcing her to look at him.
She shook him off. “Stop it. We were just chatting. Girl talk. Sometimes we get emotional.” She realized she held the baby firmly against her chest.
Keegan glanced down and then back to her face. “Is it McKenna? Are you feeling left out? Because—”
“All you have to do is say the word, and we’ll be happy to oblige,” Trace said, leaning over her other side.
She smiled. “Nope. Not yet. Don’t worry. You’ll be the first ones to know.”
Trace kissed her cheek. “As opposed to your other mates?”
“Uh huh. Sure. Because I have so much time on my hands that I have another entire family on the other side of town.” She gave them both a frustrated look and changed the subject. “How’s the house coming along?”
Her mates and Rebecca’s had been a mile away supervising the construction of their new house. Melinda’s grandfather had left several acres of land on the northwest corner of the reservation to Miles and Melinda. A stroke of genius it turned out, because it afforded her and her mates the ability to more easily get to both Sojourn and Cambridge. Twenty minutes in either direction was the equally divided commute.
“It’s wonderful. Getting close.” Trace leaned over and kissed his niece gently on the forehead.
“Good because if I have to spend many more weeks in my tiny condo with the two of you, I might implode.” She looked toward Rebecca. “The entire place is a hotbed of testosterone. I can’t breathe.”
Rebecca laughed. “Good luck with that. I’m not sure any size house would eliminate that problem.”
Melinda groaned. “Don’t tell me that.” Even sitting in this rocking chair holding a baby, her mates crowded her. She’d been permanently horny for six months. No matter how inappropriate the location, her nipples beaded and her pussy clenched when they entered a room.
Right now was no different.
“You ready to go home, baby?” Trace asked, fighting an obvious smirk.
“I guess.” Melinda tried to sound nonchalant when she was undoubtedly not fooling anyone. She was still head over heels for her men and unable to turn down any suggestion to be alone with them.
Trace lifted the sleeping baby from her arms and handed her to Griffen. “She’s adorable, man.” His gaze lingered on the little cherub, causing a tiny stab to penetrate Melinda’s chest.
Was she being selfish denying the three of them this experience?
She didn’t think so, but it was something she needed to discuss with them. She’d been completely unwilling to entertain the idea so far. Her mates deserved an opinion. Maybe, just maybe, she would cave one day soon.