Tempting The Mafia Twins (Genesis and Kiefer) novel Chapter 33

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Genesis was slowly waking up to the sound of her son chattering a mile a minute. What was particularly worrisome was the body pressed up behind her because she knew damn well Kiefer had been on the other side of Egan while she slept.

“And then when Mom caught the mouse, she held it up at Aunt Astra who was standing on the kitchen table screaming. It was so funny. It was in a jar and Aunt Astra was still being such a big baby.”

“And were you brave, son?” Kiefer asked, a hint of laughter in his voice.

“I was a little scared because it moved really quick on the floor, but I was only five then. I’m six now. I wouldn’t be scared if a mouse got in the house now.”

“And did it happen a lot the mic

got in your house?” Tadgh’s voice from behind Genesis’s ear asked quietly.

“No. It only happened once. Mom said it was because I left the door open a crack when I came in from playing in the back yard in the snow. It was the first snowfall, and it was looking for somewhere warm to hide.”

“You had a nice back yard to play in?”

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“Yes. Mom even built me a swing set.” He gave a sad sigh, “all my toys and all my things are still there. I wish I didn’t have to move. I miss my favorite things.”

“Did you not get to bring any of your belongings?” Kiefer questioned him.

“Aunt Astra packed some of my stuff, but she forgot my favorite action figures and my comics. If Mom would have packed my bags, she would have remembered all my favorite things, but Aunt Astra forgot. She said she was in too much of a hurry.”

“I bet,” Tadgh spoke reassuringly, “your Dad and I can find someone to go to your old house and get all of your things and bring them back to us.”

“Really?”

“Of course,” Kiefer replied earnestly, “though we don’t know your address.”

Before she could stop fake-sleeping and stop Egan, he was spouting off their old address and her old cell number with ease.

“I needed to learn it in case I ever got lost and the police needed to bring me home.” He was chuffed he knew it right down to the postal code. “Right mom,” he shook her arm excitedly when he saw her eyes opened.

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“Right.” She nodded at his bright blue eyes staring at her. He put his face close to hers, his eyes so close she could almost feel his lashes touching hers.

“Your eyes are red this morning. Roan said you were crying and to tell you he loves you and he’s sure everything will be okay and to not be mad. Grandpa said you are very brave, and he is proud of you.”

“Did you see them in your dreams last night?” she asked as she curled her palm around Egan’s cheek.

“I did. Roan and I played catch and tag. Grandpa watched us. He was using his knife to make a horse. It was little.” Egan was still right in her face, “he said you have a horse here he made for you.”

She gave a smile at Egan’s words, a tear on her cheek. “When I was a little girl, about five, Grandpa made me a tiny little horse and I always carried it with me everywhere I went. When I left here before, it was in my old backpack which I didn’t take with me.”

“I never saw a horse carving.” Kiefer said as if doubting her story.

“I kept it hidden because if Laoise or Aoife saw it they would have wrecked it.”

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“Bitches,” Tadgh grunted behind her, his hand flexing angrily on her hip.

She tried to pry his hand off her, but he caught her hand and held it under his against her body, his long fingers interlocking with hers. She wondered if Kiefer knew his brother was touching her under the blankets. The illicit feeling gave her a little pep of excitement from wanting to get her plan moving.

“What else did Roan say?” Kiefer was curious about Egan’s dreams.

“We don’t talk a whole lot.” Egan turned to look at his dad with a serious expression. “Roan told me before it is a lot of his energy to talk but we can play. Last night he said to tell Mom he loves her because she is sad and crying and he wants her to not be sad. Then we played catch and then tag.” He looked back to his mother, “I hope you can find your horse here, Mom. I really want to see it. There was a star on the forehead of the one Grandpa was making.”

She nodded, “just like mine. We can look for it later.” She was tired of being sandwiched in the bed, “maybe it’s time to get up and get the day started.”

“Well, since Egan hasn’t been registered for school here yet, we’ll take the day off and spend it together.”

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