Pregnant With Alpha's Genius Twins
The Beta says something into the radio pinned to his shoulder and then, slowly, the van starts to pull out of the drive, one of a caravan of about twenty cars headed to the venue.
“Why do we need all this stuff,” Ian says, his hands and face pressed against the window, staring at all the vans and jeeps behind us.
“Because we want the wedding to be beautiful!” Amelia chirps next to him, her excitement making her uncharacteristically nice to my boys.
“You’re going to be a very pretty bride,” Alvin says, studying her from his place across the van.
Amelia smiles at him warmly, leaning forward so that she is eye level with him. “Thank you, Ian,” she says.
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