Chapter 126

**Blue**


I make it back to the bookstore just as Dane comes in searching for me.

“Everything okay?” He asks looking me over for injuries.

“Yeah, they didn’t have what I was looking for and I even asked an employee to look, and it took forever just for her to tell me they didn’t have the book. Crazy right?” I laugh weakly and hope he doesn’t notice my discomfort in lying.

He doesn’t ask anything, so I guess I did okay, but as we drive home my anxiety hits an all time high. How am I going to look at Artemis and his sisters knowing what I know and not say anything. These people have been rich all their lives and even though they are individually wealthy do they expect more now that their grandfather and parents are dead? I can only imagine the amount of money those three died with and now it’s coming my way. There is so much anxiety and pressure waring inside me that when we get home I rush through the front door and to the nearest bathroom to throw up.

No one seems to be around thank god. I sit on the bathroom floor leaning against the wall and cry. Yep, I cry knowing I’m probably soon to be the richest woman in the country. Whoever said money brings happiness is a total liar and asshole!

The next week I can’t look anyone in the eye and try to avoid everyone as much as possible. I focus on work and my kids and nothing else. Artemis is busy with funeral arrangements and who knows what else, so I’ve hardly seen him. When he comes to bed, I pretend to be asleep just so I don’t have to face him. He hasn’t said a word about it, so I’m hoping he isn’t suspicious. I hate having this huge secret, but I just don’t know how he’ll react. The worst-case scenario is that he and his sisters fight the decision in court and try to get the inheritance. In that case Artemis might actually consider divorce and then there would be a custody battle.

Oh god I think I’m going to be sick again. Shit! That’s been happening a lot lately, I guess guilt can have a physical affect as well.

Wait…oh no! No no no no no…

I’m at the office today alone so I grab my purse and make a dash for the drug store down the street. Once again, I sneak out on my bodyguards and hope no one recognizes me.

How can this happen? Isn’t there a period after giving birth that you can’t get pregnant again? The triplets aren’t even six months old yet!

I grab a pregnancy test and a giant bottle of water at the liquor store and rush back to my office. There I down as much water as I can and wait until my bladder is about to explode. Once I’ve finished peeing on the evil stick, I wait for three agonizing minutes. Longest three minutes of my life…

When the timer on my phone goes off, I look down and see two pink lines. Holy shit!

This can’t be right! Thankfully I bought three boxes. I do the process all over again and they are all saying I’m pregnant…again.

This is insane! I don’t feel so good…

I pretty much sit on the bathroom floor for the rest of the day and cry. This is not the time to break this sort of news and with the will being read soon…

This is a huge shit show.

No one can find out about this yet. I need to figure out how to handle this vomiting issue so no one suspects. I call my doctor and make an appointment to see her on my own for later today. Of course she probably suspects what’s going on but I need to be tested by them as well to confirm this. Maybe it’s a false positive or six. Don’t get me wrong, I’ll love these babies so much it just couldn’t come at a worse time. Damn sexy men and their magic baby making dicks!

Bryant drives me to the doctor but doesn’t ask why I’m going, and I don’t tell him. I’m not sure if he’ll tell Artemis where I’ve been…

“Hey Bryant? Do you report back to Artemis about where I’m going?” I ask him.

He’s silent long enough that I get my answer. “Yes Miss Blue, he likes to be sure he knows where you are after what’s happened.”

I get that…I’ve been kidnapped and attacked more than a few times. There are just some things a girl wants to keep private.

“I have a favor to ask. Can you not tell him about this? He’ll ask me questions and I want to make sure of things before I tell him. I don’t want him getting worried for nothing.” I try to make it sound like I’m about to get life altering news…well I guess I sort of am.

He gives me a worried look but agrees. When we get the doctor’s office, he comes inside with me and waits in the waiting room while I head back to see my doctor. As I did last time I pee in a cup and wait in the exam room for the news. The doctor comes in smiling and cheery which isn’t a great sign.

“Congratulations!” Dammit. “How are you feeling?”

She’s already getting the machine going so I lay back and go along for the ride.

“I’ve been throwing up a lot but other wise I’ve been feeling okay.” I tell her.

“Good to hear.”

She moves the little wand thing across my belly and presses a button that makes the sound of a tiny heartbeat hit me like a bomb. This is so crazy and yet hearing that sound…I can’t help but smile. It still makes my mind spin that I can grow a whole other human being inside me.

“The heartbeat is very strong. You look to be about eight weeks along.” She prints out a few pictures and hands them over to me. “And it looks like there is only one baby in there.”

“Oh, thank god!” I say dropping my head back in relief making my doctor laugh.

I love our babies but carrying multiples is hard as hell. Also, my body is still recovering from the stretching my skin did, and let me tell you it was hard to see how much my body changed because of it. Especially when I remembered how my body looked before, but I watched a lot of videos about other moms who had triplets and they all said the same thing…give yourself grace. Carrying babies in general has a huge effect on your body but all those marks should be worn with pride.

Eventually I accepted that there was no point in stressing over how my body has changed. I brought three beautiful little ones into the world and that was all that mattered. Now I was going to be doing it all over again.

When I step back out into the waiting room, I feel lighter. Odd since I should be worried about everything going on like I was less than an hour ago, but hearing my baby’s heartbeat has put so much into perspective. Things might not go well after the will reading but I’ll have my kids and that is more than enough for me. It has to be…because I might lose everything else.

I ask Bryant if we can stop by the store on the way back home and I grab a few things to help with the nausea, and then we’re headed home. The whole ride I try to remind myself not to look guilty or act guilty. No one knows about the will but me, so I need to act shocked when everyone finds out right? Oh god, I didn’t tell the lawyer not to tell everyone I know when he reads the will. Great! Pregnancy brain already at work here.

By the time we get home I think I have a pretty good handle on things until I hear the voices in the living room again. If they don’t want me to know things, then why discuss it in such an open place. Artemis has an office they can use for their family discussions but instead they do it in the living room. Not wanting to mistakenly hear anything again I head to my room instead. I need a shower to get the feeling of the day off of me. Plus, that gel the doctor used on my belly left my skin feeling a little sticky.

When I pass by the triplet’s room I peak in and find them napping. I take a minute to glance around the room. There’s going to be another little one in here soon, how crazy is that?

I smile at the thought of our littles ones sharing this room. One day they’ll get bigger and want their own rooms but while they’re this small I love the idea of them not being alone. Besides, the triplets can never sleep unless they are together. Instinctively I rest my hand on my lower stomach where our new little one is growing, and I feel this sense of contentment.

There is so much uncertainty right now, but it’s okay to let myself be happy for this one thing gift I didn’t expect.