The End: Oops!
Twins were insanity.
In the Castle-Chasez nursery, JC was diapering tiny Marie Christine while Lisa walked around soothing little Joshua Roy.
Twins. Again. When Lisa’s doctor had made the announcement, JC nearly fainted.
Poor Lisa had waddled out of the office that day in tears – and JC ended up sleeping in the guestroom that night. He’d made an insensitive crack about looking at Lisa was enough to make her pregnant. She tartly reminded him he’d been doing more than ‘looking’ when she’d gotten in her present condition. Note to self, JC had thought as he lay down the hall from his wife that night, along with horniness, Lisa has an unforgiving temper when pregnant. Teasing did not set well with his very pregnant wife.
Out of curiosity, he had done some researching of his biological family tree. Both branches had several sets of twins – at least one set per generation. So the ‘fault’ had not been in Lisa’s gene pool but his.
Birth control was a good thing.
“I can hear what you’re thinking,” Lisa murmured to her husband, bringing him back to the present.
“How can you? I don’t even know what I’m thinking.”
“Oh, look on the bright side, Daddy Chasez. You only have to go through all of this once. You’ve fulfilled your quota of two. We’re at even numbers.” She grinned impishly. “Unless you want to try for eight.”
“Well, fuck, why not try for an even ten – or a dozen?” he grumbled.
“Okay!” she answered brightly, goading him.
“Lisa!” he cried, horrified.
Going over to the dressing table, she nuzzled his neck. “I can’t help it you’re so sexy I can’t resist you.”
Just that little contact him had thinking naked horizontal tango. Between Lisa’s late pregnancy, her recovery, taking care of the other children, and new babies, they hadn’t had the chance to make love in months. Bed had been for sleeping only. She’d been able to resist him pretty good for the better part of three months. It had to be some sort of record for them.
When he said nothing, Lisa frowned. “JC?...Are you sorry, are you?…About the twins?”
Picking Marie up and resting her against his shoulder, he rubbed her tiny back soothingly. “How could I be sorry about these little angels?” JC asked. “I wanted children with you, honey”
“But you weren’t planning on two at once.”
“Who really does?” He leaned to kiss her tenderly. “And you make such beautiful babies.”
“I had help.”
“Uh-huh…That was the fun part.”
“I think tonight I might be in the mood for socks,” Lisa hinted with a naughty smile.
JC laughed, grinning broadly. “Me too.”