Chapter 67 ( Epilogue )
Aleck
Ayan and Aryan were one year old today. One year ago, she gave birth to twins, which was expected to happen. Mal and Andrew had a daughter, Mila. She was a few days older than the boys. I was sitting on the patio looking at them under the tent we had in the backyard. Mom and Magret became best friends. They were always the ones instigating all the shit she did. Andrew switched jobs. We had him come and work for us, and we paid him damn well because he was worth it.
I was sitting there when Dean Came and sat next to me. “We’re the two luckiest sons of bitches in this world”, I said, still looking at her.
“We’re only lucky when she doesn’t want to murder us”, he said.
She turned and saw us and made her way over to us. As she got closer, I couldn’t help but eye her. Motherhood looks good on her. Her breast and ass looked magnificent. She changed over the last year. She became calm and mellow, but that was for everyone else. Behind closed door she was still the same.
“Stop looking at me like that”, she said, stopping in front of us.
“Aren’t you coming? It’s time to cut the cake”, she said, turning around and walking down the steps.
“And stop looking at my ass”, she said.
Layla
I stood looking at Ayan, Aryan and Mila smashing the cakes. I wasn’t going to let them eat that much sugar. Mom and Andrew took so many pictures. The two brothers were standing beside me. Ayan and Aryan were the exact replicas of their fathers. Black hair and blue eyes. Mom and Dad were happy, and they were baby hogs. They had the boys for most of the day, Mila too. Aunt Margret wasn’t any better.
Michelle and Tyler came to visit. Last year, Michelle and Andy got married, and they were now expecting their first child. Marcella was here too. The minute I told them I was pregnant, they took it lightly, but the next day they went batshit crazy. They had confirmed that they were both with me. During my eight month someone posted some horrible things online. They posted pictures of me kissing Dean and another picture of me kissing Aleck.
My hormones were haywire, and I had started crying, which caused them to go after the person. I found out that they sued the people for it. After that, no one ever posted anything about us. I almost killed them when I went to the basement to see Nella and saw Dean’s Ex down there. When he came home that night, I almost murdered him, then went into a crying fit because I thought he was cheating.
I stood looking at them playing with the boys. They didn’t care who was who. They both said they had two sons. Over the past year, they never stopped showing me how much they loved me. Every night they were home for bath and bedtime. Sometimes I was thankful that Silas kept me alive, because if he didn’t, then I wouldn’t have this.
Dean
I stood by the door looking at her. She had become so much more in the past year, from our sweet and innocent Layla to a woman that we adored. Aleck and I knew not to piss her off. She didn’t know, but Nella died right in the basement and Miranda went insane, so we admitted her to a mental facility. She almost killed me when she saw Miranda. Aleck had to calm her down. Every day we loved her a bit more. Our sons were everything we knew we would have. When we found out she was having twins she freaked out.
Her delivery was no joke, she almost hit a nurse. She said she wasn’t doing it again. We just said okay. Our sex life was unlike anything. There wasn’t a thing we didn’t do, and she was always open to trying it. A few months ago, she was horny as hell, but we didn’t touch her. When we did, she screamed the place down. After that, we had to get the room soundproofed.
We had just put the twins to bed. Michelle and her husband were here. She was checking to make sure they were okay. We never changed our sleeping arrangements. We tore down one of the walls and made the room bigger. She came over and stood next to me. I held her by the waist.
“I love you princess”
“I love you two Dean”,
“Come on let’s get to bed”, I said, leading her to our room. When she walked in and saw the sex swing, she stopped short. I felt her body tremble. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
“Do you want it”?
“Yes” she said in a whisper. I saw Aleck smile.
We were buried to the hilt in her body as she moaned.
“I’m pregnant “, she said in a whisper.
That night, we took extra care of her. We sat watching her sleep. We fell in love with our best friend. We took a chance, and now we had her and more. I looked at my brother, and he just smiled. This was all we ever wanted, and now it is ours. We would be happy and so would she and our kids.