And right behind her, Lexi, Wes, my mom, Aunt Paula, Uncle Brad, Jude, Sophie, and Remy file inside. To say it’s getting tight in the room is an understatement.
Oh, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.
Remy notices my scowl, though, and steps up to whisper in my ear. “It’s the first baby in the family since Lexi, dude. We couldn’t fucking help it.”
When he pulls back, a shiny pool of a tear glistens in the corner of his eye. Just like that, any remark I might have made is silenced immediately.
“Well, this is quite the crowd we have here,” Dr. Summers comments with surprised eyes. “I guess…well…everyone just try to find a spot?”
“Oh, don’t worry, we’ll manage because there is no way in hell we’re missing this,” Sophie responds with a smile. “Love you, Daisy!”
“Okay, well, I guess we’ll get started,” the doctor says as she squirts gel on Daisy’s belly.
“Wait! Don’t start without me!” An all-too-familiar voice fills my ears, and I look back toward the door to see my brother Ty sliding inside the exam room.
Daisy looks at me with shocked eyes, and I raise both hands in the air. “I only invited Gwen and Damien. I don’t know how everyone else managed to get here.”
“You should’ve invited us, you bastard,” Ty comments, and Remy reaches out to slap a hand to the back of his head.
“What? He should have. That’s our niece or nephew in there.”
“Um…can someone…turn the lights down?” Dr. Summers questions, and Uncle Brad starts to hit every damn switch he can find, causing all the lights in the room to go on and off erratically.
“Wait! Not that one!”
“This one?”
“No, the one by the door, sir,” she directs, and after we’ve all experienced the kind of light show that would be labeled as an epilepsy risk, Uncle Brad finds the one damn switch the doctor meant.
“Okay, that’s great. Thank you.”
“Not a problem, Doc!”
“Don’t be so proud of yourself, Bradley. You nearly gave us all a seizure,” my mom chastises, but thankfully, Dr. Summers ignores the peanut gallery and focuses on the ultrasound.
“Okay, Daisy, let’s see your baby.”
“Yes! Let’s do it!” Jude cheers. “I got fifty bucks that it’s a girl!”
“I’ll take that bet, brother. I say it’s a boy!” Ty joins in, and Jude scoffs.
“No way God will let another Winslow brother enter this world!”
“Boys, I brought you into this world, and I will take you right out of it if you don’t shut up.”
“Sorry, Ma,” Ty says, but the bastard is grinning like a kid.
“Okay, then,” Dr. Summers announces. “Now, are you ready to see your baby, Daisy?”
Daisy nods, inhales a deep breath, and her eyes become riveted to the screen.
For once in her life, my wife is speechless, and I can’t stop myself from stepping closer to her side and taking her fingers in mine. I lift her hand to my mouth and press a soft kiss to the back of it.
I can still hear my fucking brothers whispering about their goddamn bets behind me, but when the vision of a tiny, fluttering heart is on the big ultrasound screen, I can’t focus on anything else.
“Well…Daisy…this is Baby A,” Dr. Summers announces, and Ty is the first one to start asking stupid questions.
“Baby A? You guys already named your kid?”
“And this, right here, is Baby B.”
“What’s A-B stand for, Flynn? That some kind of acronym?” Uncle Brad questions, but I’m too busy blinking my eyes one thousand fucking times.
“Uh…um…” Daisy mutters and looks up at me. “W-what did…？” Her eyes shoot back to the doctor. “I’m sorry, but did you just say Baby A and B? As in, t-two babies?”
“I did.” Dr. Summers smiles. “You’re having twins.”
Instantly, the room erupts into fucking chaos.
“Whaaaaaaat?”
“Twins! I’m going to have two more grandbabies!”
“Dude, this is nuts!”
And all I can do is stand there, holding my wife’s hand against my chest, and look at the two profiles of Daisy’s and my babies.
Twins. My wife is having twins.
“Flynn…I don’t even know what to say,” Daisy whispers, and I lean down to press a kiss to her lips.
“Me either.” A shocked laugh escapes my lips. But when I stare into her eyes, a thin sheen of emotion blurs my vision. “I love you.”