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. 

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

was

perfectly fine.” she states while all I could think was how the heck my son was still alive? He should have brain damage with all these

OCD.See what dropping him did?” Everly sighs and shakes her

wonder where he gets that from. I bet the entire house is baby

not genetic,” I tell

debate otherwise,” she

don’t have OCD,”

entire

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

fit everyone in the car. “All the baby proofing stuff, hide it. Undo it. I need to prove to Everly I don’t have OCD.She thinks

but you do have OCD,” Marcus replies and

don’t! Just do as I ask, damn it. I am five minutes

Marcus says, and I cut

names you picked?” Everly asks, leaning over

tomorrow when I pick up the bracelets,” I tell her, and she hisses, clutching her stomach as she turns back to face the front.

fine,” she says as I pull

capsules, they were a real bitch to get in. I had to

capsule out, then the middle

handle. The red button on the side

baby capsule in each hand. She sets them down and pushes me out of the way with her hip. I glare at her when it takes her two seconds to do

she was just showing

walking toward the elevator while I grab the baby bags. Man, these tiny creatures owned some shit. I felt like a mule carting it all up. When the elevator doors open, Marcus opens the mind-link as I step inside. “How do I get the toilet things off? I can’t even open the lid,” Marcus tells me. “What?

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