The Redeemable Part Three by Grace McGinty

Author:Grace McGinty [McGinty, Grace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-01-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

I was restless. There was only so much online shopping and nesting a girl could do. I missed being able to leave the house without an entourage. Or having thirty-four pee breaks between my front door and the garage. I missed alone time. I missed not needing three naps a day.

Oz had assembled all the baby furniture, and Sam and Tolliver had bought every stuffed animal they could lay their hands on until the nursery resembled a plush zoo.

I stared sightlessly at the television, my head on Lux’s lap. He stroked my hair with one hand, the other resting on my protruding belly and one of the babies kicked at his hand. Oz was coding on his computer, sitting on the floor in front of us.

“I want to go on a date.”

“We can go out to Epicurean if you like. I’m sure Val is itching to check up on the new head chef,” Oz offered, his eyes not leaving the screen.

“No, I mean I want to go on a date date, with each of you.” I tried to sit up, and failed. Lux put a hand under my back and helped me up. I used to have core muscles, kinda, now they were 80% infant. I was beached without assistance. “We all kind of fell into this weird romance thing. I never got to go on a real date with any of you. I want to have one perfect night alone with each of you before…” I died. But I couldn’t say that. Everyone was firmly in denial for people who were essentially the reanimated dead. “Before the babies are born.”

Oz closed his laptop and turned toward me. “Eli says you are meant to be taking it easy, especially because they want to start you on chemo next week.”

“So we won’t climb any mountains or run a marathon. I’m sick of being cooped up in this house.” And then I burst into tears. Again.

Lux pulled me into his lap and held me close. Even though I cried all the time, Lux responded like my heart was breaking every single time, even though it was mostly hormones. I cried harder.

“Hey now, we will go on hundreds of dates as we all grow old together. But if you want a special date with each of us now, then that’s what you’ll get,” Oz said, wiping my eyes with a tissue. “I’ll start. We’ll go to the baseball, or the gallery or whatever you want to do as long as you stop crying, okay?”

You should totally milk this, make them take you somewhere fancy. Or S&M night at Dante’s. Ri owes you one.

I look like the old lady who swallowed a cow. I’m not going to an S&M club, I scolded Ace half-heartedly. I was just glad to hear her voice. She’d been so faint lately, I was almost alone in my own head.

Are you kidding? You are like a fetish dreamboat right now. Look at those cankles. The foot fetish guys

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