AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“A Jamaican sprinter. One of the fastest men on the planet.” Rooster growled. “Where’s Brax? I swear to God, from now on, I’m going to throw shower gel over him outside and hose him down in the yard.”
“Dad, I told you. Brax was waffling on about an angel he’d found,” Finn replied, sounding closer.
I stared at the child I now knew was named Brax. I was awake properly and could see he was the spitting image of his father. Jesus, this kid would have girls lining up to drop their panties, I decided when he sent me a wicked smile.
“You’re mine,” Brax said.
“An angel? Oh, no! Kenny!” Rooster exclaimed, and I heard stomping.
“Who’s Kenny?” Kit called.
“Is she female?” Finn demanded, and then there were running footsteps from two directions.
Rooster knocked once on the door and opened it. His scowl took in the cheeky boy, who was now snuggled into my stomach with his back to me and had wrapped my arm around him.
“She’s mine,” Brax growled, sounding so like Rooster it was uncanny.
“Who is?” Kit demanded, pushing in. His jaw dropped open at seeing me.
“What’s a freaking Kenny?” Finn yelled as he pushed past his father and brother.
Finn took a long look at me and then turned to Rooster, stamped his foot, and poked Rooster in the stomach.
“How comes Brax gets a Kenny and I don’t? Where the hell is mine, Dad?” Finn demanded and crossed his arms in a fine temper.
My gaze flitted from Brax, who seemed more than a little smug, to Finn, who was scowling, to Kit, who appeared shocked, and to Rooster, who was resigned.
“Cloning in the United States of America of human DNA is illegal and will be prosecuted,” I said. “How the hell did you clone those boys?”
“Welcome to my nightmare. They not only look like me but inherited every bad trait I had as a kid,” Rooster replied. Then he offered me a panty-melting grin. Which the three boys all mirrored in their childish charm as they stared at me.
“Suck it up, little bro. You ain’t got a Kenny to yourself. I’m the eldest, and you gotta share,” Kit added snootily.
“And I’m older than you, Brax, and call dibs,” Finn said with a devilish smirk.
Brax took one look at them, his father, and then me, and snuggled down, clearly ready to stake his claim. Then he opened his mouth… “She’s my fuckin’ Kenny!” he howled.
Chapter Six.
Kendara
It’s funny how a thumping headache can clear up so quickly. After Rooster had ushered the children from the room and handed me some pills, he pointed me to the private bathroom and left me alone. Rooster carried Brax out of the bedroom with Brax demanding he be left with his Kenny.
Now, as I sat on the bed and tried to tame my bob, howls came from upstairs, where I assumed Brax was having a bath. Judging by the noise, anyone would assume there was a murder happening.
My stomach gurgled, and I finally got to my feet and exited the bedroom.
Clearly, Roo was with Brax, but I heard noises from the rear of the house, so I made my way there. Rooster was a lucky guy; his home was beautiful. When I entered the kitchen, my jaw dropped. It wasstunning and would fulfil any chef’s desires.
Kit and Finn were sitting at an island, slapping peanut butter onto bread.
“Hey, want some dinner?” Kit asked, waving the knife about and flicking a glob of peanut butter in my direction.
“That’s dinner?”
“Yeah?” Kit looked down at his plate. “What’s wrong with that?”
“Put the knife down,” I demanded.
