Valen POV

We were finally going home, and I was beside myself with panic and I think that this was the slowest I had ever driven in my life. Cars were honking their horns behind me, and I glared at the driver in my mirror. Does he not see the baby on board sticker? 

“Valen 50kms is already too slow for this strip. You’re doing 20 under,” Everly hisses at me as cars overtake me. 

“We have fragile cargo in the car. What if their little heads wobble?” Just saying that has me reduce my speed more. It wasn’t worth the risk! 

“We are more likely to get hit with you going this slow,” Everly scolds, and I sigh. 

“I’m serious, Valen. Speed up or let me drive. They’re more durable than you think,” 

“They are newborns!” I catch Everly rolling her eyes.

“I get this is your first newborn, and you want to wrap them in cotton wool, but seriously, they are durable, geez. Valarian fell off the bed once, screamed his damn head off, but he is perfectly fine,” 

“You dropped him off the bed?” I ask, horrified. 

“No! Of course not! He rolled off. Damn near had a heart attack.” She laughs. 

“Why are you laughing?” I asked, outraged. She was not holding them if she was going to be dropping them. 

“Nothing. Just something your mother said when she raced to our room because I was screaming like a banshee thinking I killed him.”

“What did she say?” I asked, curious. 

was. He’s screaming. He’s fine. It’s when they don’t make noise

old was he?”

the door frame lifting him into his car seat. He turned out perfectly fine.” she states while all I could think was how the heck my son was

fine? The kid has OCD.See what dropping him did?” Everly sighs and

where he gets that from. I bet the entire house

not genetic,”

 “I would debate otherwise,” she retorts.

don’t have OCD,”

you didn’t babyproof the entire place?” she scoffs,

tell her, opening the mind-link. She shakes her head and

asks. He was watching Valarian for me since I couldn’t fit everyone in the car. “All the baby proofing

but you do have OCD,” Marcus replies and I

Just do as I ask, damn it.

Marcus says, and I cut

going to tell me the names you picked?” Everly asks,

will find out tomorrow when I pick up the bracelets,” I tell her, and she hisses, clutching her stomach as she turns back to face the front. “Sit still before you

I pull into the

they were a real bitch to get in. I had to get my father

gave up and let Zoe and Macey handle it. Everly plucks a capsule out, then the middle one while I was still struggling to undo the one I was

the handle. The red button on the

baby capsule in each hand. She sets them down and pushes me out of the way with her hip.

just

some shit. I felt like a mule carting it all up. When the elevator doors open,

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