Lullabye (Rockstar #6) by Anne Mercier Read Free Book Online Page B

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    “Jacey pee pants,” Sera sing-songs.
    “You better watch yourself— rabbit ,” he tells her and she clamps her lips together.
    “Rabbit?” Xan asks. “Like thumper? Or humper?”
    “Never mind,” Sera huffs, walking away.
    “No way! I want to know about this ‘ rabbit ’ stuff,” he provokes and Sera gives him a glare. “I’m not afraid of you Serafina. You’d never hurt me. You love me too much.”
    “Don’t tempt me.”
    “Then again, I might like it if you hurt me,” he taunts and Cage clears his throat. Xan’s grin drops. “Shit. Sorry, Cage dude. You know I’m just joking. Right?”
    Cage doesn’t answer and Meggie snickers. “Keep glaring at him like that, Cage. Maybe we’ll have two ‘pee pants’.”
    Cage’s lips twitch and Jace mutters something under his breath.
    “No lie. That look, that one right there,” Xan begins. “I think I felt a dribble.”
    Cage walks over to Sera, pulling her into his side. “Then don’t flirt with my wife .”
    Sera grins and laughs while Xan eyes Cage warily, unsure if he poked the lion or if he’s just playing.
    Cage leans in and kisses Sera.
    He’ll never know.

Three weeks later…
    T HERE’S A BABY crying and I sit up in bed with my eyes still closed. We set up Jesse’s entertainment area for the babies so they’re close by. We also knocked out the wall between the rooms so Jesse wouldn’t sleep on the floor next to the cribs.
    “There’s my early riser,” I coo to Konnor. He always wakes first. I think he’s just afraid he’s going to miss something. I’m changing his diaper when Killian begins to whimper. Jesse’s over in a flash, getting him changed, and just as I get Konnor settled into his baby swing, Kaid starts up. It’s a routine, and I’m so damn glad I decided not to breastfeed. I don’t think I’d be able to produce enough to feed these oinkers.
    Jesse sets Killian in his swing, then goes over to Keirah’s crib, even though she’s not crying.
    “God damn it,” Jesse mutters.
    “Again?” I ask.
    Jesse nods.
    “I’ll go get her,” I tell him, and arrange Kaid in his swing. Jesse sets off to heat up the bottles while Mrs. Martinez watches the babies. The woman is in her glory having these babies around.
    I put my robe on and make my way through the house. I should have put my slippers on, the floor’s really cold on my feet. I can hear him talking and I grin, slowly opening the door.
    “The princess was the most beautiful thing the prince had ever seen. He walked right up to her and spoke to her. He was a prince after all, and princes aren’t afraid of anything. But the princess didn’t want to talk. She just wanted to look at the rippling water. So the prince sat down next to her and they watched it together.”
    I lean against the doorjamb. “Xander.”
    He looks over with a smile from where he’s sitting on his sofa, feet propped up on the coffee table, little Kierah resting on his thighs while she sucks furiously on the bottle of formula Xander’s holding to her mouth.
    “What?” he asks. “She was hungry.”
    “You can’t keep taking her. It’ll mess with our routine,” I tell him.
    “Why can’t I keep her? You won’t miss one, right? You weren’t even counting on having four, so why not just give me one to take care of. Uncle Xan Man is awesome, right little Kierah?” he asks, his grin a mile wide as he looks down on my little girl.
    I laugh at his suggestion. “You can’t keep her, Xander.”
    “Why not? Really, think about it. It’s one less poop pants to change. One less burp to try to extract. One less bottle to feed,” he pleads as he lifts Kierah to his shoulder, over the burp rag. I raise a brow at that. Then he burps her as if he’s been doing it for months instead of days. I can’t help but gape.
    He wiggles his eyebrows and grins that Xander grin.
    “What’s going on here, Xan?” I ask, more than a little shocked at what I’m seeing.
    He shrugs, then puts a