Hayden (A Next Generation Carter Brother #4) - Lisa Helen Gray Page 0,21
amazing. So radiant. Are you pregnant? I mean, it could happen. You’ve been married a while now and have probably been going at it like rabbits. I can’t wait. I’m seeing someone. I think it could be serious,” she rambles, and the tension in the room expands.
There’s not a male Carter in the room not tense right now.
Myles opens his mouth to argue, but the women in the room look expectedly at him, warning him with their glares to shut up. He sighs, glancing at the floor, knowing he can’t argue. He can’t make the same mistake Maverick did when it came to Jaxon. They promised they’d never overreact again.
Reid steps up beside me. “I’m a little concerned for my brother’s safety, but right now, I’m more concerned for the fucker crazy enough to take on Charlotte Carter.”
“And what’s wrong with Charlotte?” I grit out, my hand clenching into a fist.
He raises his eyebrows. “What’s right with her would have been easier to answer. She’s batshit looney. She’s hot, don’t get me wrong,” he rambles, so lost in being an arsehole he doesn’t notice me stepping forward until my fist meets his stomach.
“Any fucker would be lucky as hell to be with her.”
“Okay, okay,” he wheezes.
“She’s got time to have babies,” Maverick comments, not looking happy about Charlotte revealing personal details about the couple.
Charlotte shrugs. “I can’t wait. I love babies.”
“Yes, but you’re happy to wait, right, baby?”
Aunt Kayla glares at her husband. “I’m happy to have grandkids running around when she’s ready.”
“Yeah, but not yet, right?” Myles wheezes, questioning Charlotte.
“Not yet. We’re going on our first official date tomorrow. I need to get waxed and have my nails done.”
“What?” Myles and Dad yell, causing everyone in the room to startle.
“Baby, you don’t need to do anything like that,” Myles warns her, looking so pale I’m worried he’s going to faint.
Mum and Harlow are laughing, leaning against each other as Aunt Denny tries to smother hers but fails.
“Baby, I need to sit down. I do. I need to sit down,” Dad tells Mum shakily. “She’s going to be in so much pain,” he whispers, and I gape at his overreaction.
He’s put it on in the past, but never like this. He looks truly distraught.
“Dad, what would you know about the torture of waxing?”
Both Mum and Kayla bring their men a chair and Dad sits down, gulping. “I can’t talk about it.”
Uncle Myles nods in agreement, staring down at the floor. “I can still feel it.”
“Me too, brother. Me too. And the smell... I still smell it.”
Myles whimpers. “Our girls.”
“The pain.”
“Oh, stop being babies,” Harlow snaps.
Dad glares, pointing his finger at her. “I nearly died!”
“I was traumatised,” Uncle Myles cries out. “She can’t do it. I’m not having my baby go through that.”
Charlotte takes a step back, her eyes wide. “Sheesh, I can use a razor.”
Dad’s watery eyes meet mine. “And no babies. Or dating. Or waxing.”
I roll my eyes. “Not all of us are wimps, Dad.”
“Nobody cares that I suffered a traumatic experience that day. Laugh it up. One day it could be you,” he warns, glaring at Maverick and Mason, who are also laughing.
My uncle Malik, as always, stands stoic, listening to Maddison as she talks to her mum.
“I’m lost. Did you get waxed? Like, on purpose?” Liam asks, watching Dad with disgust.
“Son, don’t make me smack you. No one willingly gets waxed,” he grits out, glaring at the mums.
Walking over to Lily, I lean in and give her a kiss on the cheek. “You look absolutely stunning, Lil. Marriage looks good on you.”
“Thank you.” She beams before looking adoringly up at her husband with so much love it hurts to witness.
“So, when are the babies coming?”
Jaxon stiffens slightly, glancing over my shoulder before looking down at Lily. “Why don’t you give your mum her present?”
Lily nods, picking a bag up off the floor. “Good idea.”
Once she’s gone, Jaxon turns to me. “Are you trying to get me killed?”
I grin, crossing my arms over my chest. “I need a distraction.”
His eyes narrow into slits. “So, you’re using me?”
“Yep. My dad doesn’t know Mum baked an extra box of cakes. I want them before he finds out.”
“So you’d hurt Lily to get cake? I’ll buy you a fucking cake.”
It’s my turn to glare at the handsome fucker. “No, they’d never hurt you again. And I’d never hurt Lily. They’d just give you a stern warning.”
“You do realise Aiden has a kid? They can’t say anything. And we’re married.”