
Grávida dos Gêmeos Gênios do Alfa
Jane Above Story
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Chapter 1
"Eu preciso te provar agora, Evelyn", a voz de Mark está carregada de desejo. "Levanta essa bunda aqui." Mark está todo esticado na minha cama, um lobisomem bronzeado e musculoso de um metro e oitenta e cinco, algemado à cabeceira. Ele é todo meu, por enquanto.
"Me desamarra", ele ofega. "Eu tenho que te foder. Agora." Eu o beijo lentamente e movo minha mão para a tigela na mesa de cabeceira onde guardo a chave, mas meus dedos escorregam contra a porcelana vazia. Eu me afasto de Mark confusa.
"Você moveu a chave, Mark? Sumiu."
O som abafado de risadinhas irrompe do corredor. Temos nossa resposta. "Meninos", chamo, encarando a porta. "Vocês devem desculpas ao Mark." A porta se abre um pouco e dois pares de olhos travessos espiam ao redor do canto.
Ian, um pouco mais corajoso que seu irmão Alvin, ri e empurra a porta aberta. "Se ele não consegue sair sozinho", diz, pulando para dentro do quarto, "ele merece ficar trancado!" Seus olhos brilham enquanto ele pula na cama.
"Sabemos que esse é o jogo favorito da mamãe - adicionamos um toque!" Ele sorri maliciosamente enquanto começa a pular ao redor. "Não é divertido se não houver desafio."
Alvin entra sorrateiramente no quarto, caracteristicamente cauteloso e tímido. "Não faremos de novo", diz, indo para o topo da cama e habilmente destrancando as algemas com um clipe de papel dobrado.
"Nós escondemos a chave!" diz Ian, pulando mais alto. "Não lembramos onde colocamos! Mas não precisamos dela de qualquer jeito."
Eu estreito os olhos para os meus meninos - não os criei para serem mal-educados. Estendo a mão para agarrar Ian pela cintura e puxá-lo para um abraço.
"Chega de pular", digo, dando um beijo preciso em seu nariz. "É cedo demais para isso, e eu ainda não tomei meu café. Além disso, o Mark está esperando por suas desculpas."
"Desculpa, Mark!" Os meninos dizem em coro, a voz de Ian brilhante e insincera, a de Alvin suave e sincera.
"Um..." ouço Mark dizer debaixo de mim, sua voz incomumente tímida. Olho para baixo e me surpreendo ao vê-lo vermelho. "Posso..." ele murmura, "ter minhas calças, por favor?"
Eu rio suavemente dele e estendo a mão para acariciar seu rosto, aproveitando a sensação de sua barba por fazer contra a minha palma. "Não precisa ser tão pudico, Mark, não é nada que eles já não tenham visto antes. Não somos tímidos sobre corpos nesta casa."
"É verdade!" diz Ian, sorrindo para ele. "É natural! Ei, você é nosso pai?" Alvin se anima com a pergunta e vira os olhos esperançosos para Mark.
Eu rio deles e dou um cutucão em Ian. "Ok, agora você está realmente deixando ele desconfortável. Você sabe que ele não é seu pai - o homem que os gerou está bem longe, e não vai aparecer tão cedo. O tio Mark é apenas amigo da mamãe", digo, sorrindo. "Às vezes ele dorme aqui."
Eles estão tão curiosos sobre a identidade do pai deles, e não me importo. Eles são apenas crianças. Mas de jeito nenhum vou contar a eles aquele segredo.
"Vão lá, meus amores, se arrumem para a escola e eu vou fazer o café da manhã", digo, bagunçando o cabelo deles e os empurrando em direção à porta. Mark esfrega os pulsos e os observa sair.
"Você tem uma...maneira única de lidar com as coisas, nesta casa", ele diz. Não encaro como crítica.
"É verdade", dou de ombros. "Mas não há motivo para que eles cresçam com ideias ultrapassadas e antiquadas sobre sexo e relacionamentos. Sou uma mulher independente", digo, inclinando meu corpo para frente e me esticando ao longo dele. "E não vou ter vergonha disso, especialmente não na frente dos meus meninos."
Passo a mão pelo abdômen de Mark, e então mais para baixo, sentindo-o se animar contra mim. "Agora", murmuro, envolvendo sua grossa ereção com a mão. "Ainda tenho tempo antes dos meninos irem para a escola. Onde estávamos?"
"Dever de casa feito?" pergunto.
"Sim!" os gêmeos respondem em coro. "Temos boas notícias, mamãe", diz Alvin, sorrindo para mim. Levanto minhas sobrancelhas para ele, convidando-o a dizer mais.
"Vamos participar de uma competição de quiz!" Ian assume a conversa sem problemas, algo que ele vem fazendo desde que os gêmeos aprenderam a falar. Alvin e Ian são tão diferentes, penso, observando-os enquanto coloco suas tigelas na pia. Mas às vezes parecem ser duas metades de uma pessoa, capazes de falar um pela mente do outro.
"Ah, é mesmo?" pergunto, "uma competição de quiz? Como vocês entraram nisso?"
"Nos convidaram", diz Alvin, afastando-se da mesa e empurrando sua cadeira de forma organizada. "Depois de jogarmos tanto no site de quiz e nos sairmos tão bem." Ele dá de ombros levemente. "Sempre sabemos todas as respostas."
Franzo a testa e me apoio no balcão. "Site de quiz? Quando vocês fizeram isso?"
"Na escola", diz Ian, recolhendo seus soldadinhos e colocando-os - ainda molhados - no bolso. "Ficamos entediados na pré-escola, e a professora nos deixa usar o computador. Encontramos o site de quiz sozinhos, acertamos todas as respostas, e eles querem que a gente vá competir!"
Assinto e sorrio para os meninos, fazendo uma nota mental para conversar com a professora sobre como eles passam o tempo na aula. "Ok", digo, "Deixe-me ver os detalhes e veremos. Enquanto isso!" Bato palmas duas vezes. "Peguem suas mochilas! Hora de ir!"
"Mamãe", diz Alvin suavemente. "Você acha que o papai vai nos ver na competição de quiz?"
Fico surpresa com a pergunta e olho para baixo em seus grandes olhos castanhos. Passo a mão em seu cabelo e seguro sua bochecha em minha palma. "Por que você pergunta, Alvin? Por que todas essas perguntas sobre seu pai hoje?"
Ele dá de ombros e olha para longe; consigo perceber que ele está um pouco desapontado. Ian está de repente ao nosso lado, embora eu não tenha notado ele ouvindo ou olhando para trás. "Só queremos deixá-lo orgulhoso", diz Ian, sorrindo largo e revelando o espaço deixado pela perda de seu dente da frente na semana passada.
"Não se preocupem com isso, meninos", digo. "Estou orgulhosa o suficiente de vocês por dois pais, sozinha. Por mil pais!" Faço careta para eles, e ouvimos o sino da escola tocar suavemente ao longe.
"Oh não!" Alvin diz, genuinamente preocupado. "Vamos nos atrasar!"
A caminhada para casa depois de deixar os meninos na escola é um dos poucos momentos só para mim que tenho durante o dia. Depois disso, é só trabalho, trabalho, trabalho. Enquanto caminho, tiro meu celular do bolso de trás e abro meu aplicativo de prazer culpado favorito, CelebGoss.
Infelizmente, a primeira coisa que aparece na página não é uma celebridade anônima e vazia presa por dirigir embriagada. Em vez disso, é Victor.
Victor e Amelia, Juntos Novamente, Mais Quentes do que Nunca, diz a manchete, seguida por dezenas de fotos do nosso futuro Rei Alfa e sua companheira supermodelo relaxando na praia, ela tomando coquetéis, ele apalpando sua bunda.
Sinto minhas bochechas corarem e guardo meu celular no bolso. "Não estou interessada", murmuro. A última coisa que preciso ver são fotos de Victor e sua companheira no próximo capítulo de seu relacionamento tóxico.
Qual a chance de hoje, de todos os dias, meus filhos perguntarem duas vezes sobre o pai deles e então a foto dele ser a primeira coisa que vejo ao abrir meu celular? Será que o universo está tentando me dizer algo?
Afasto o pensamento ansioso e me apresso para casa. Prometi a mim mesma há muito tempo que Victor nunca saberia sobre nossos filhos. É um segredo que pretendo levar para o túmulo.
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