“Nah, don’t worry about it,” Hector chuckled, looking back at Abel, who was now sitting down feeding his baby in the high chair. “They’re all probably just pissed they didn’t think of this first.”

The second they were alone in the elevator on their way up to the room, Hector pinned his beautiful wife against the wall and devoured her mouth. Damn, she tasted good. Sex during her pregnancy was good, but Hector couldn’t help feeling like he might hurt her the last few months. Once the baby came, forget about it. Even his freaky wife was too exhausted or dealing with the kids for anything longer than a quickie. But she’d finally started coming around in the past few weeks, and clearly she was back to her old self now.

The elevator opened and they rushed out. When they got to their room door, Hector fumbled with the key because his equally aroused wife was all over him. He gave up on the door for a second, giving in instead to Charlee’s kisses until she wrapped her hand around him over his pants. “Oh shit.” He chuckled then turned back to the door in a hurry to get it open.

They practically fell through it as soon as he was able to get it open. The moment they closed the door they were all over each other. Charlee immediately undid his pants button and pulled down his zipper. In the next second, she was down on her knees. Hector’s legs nearly gave out as he felt her lips, mouth, and tongue take him in completely. He let his head fall back against the wall with a groan, bringing his hand down to caress her beautiful red locks. “God, I love my freaky wife!”

~*~

Noah

It’d been a slight disappointment when they found out they were having yet another boy but only for a fleeting moment. So far they’d been blessed with two easy, non-eventful pregnancies, which produced two healthy boys. This third one was looking to play out the same way, and they were already excited about it.

All the moms of 5th Street so far were grateful to have the gym where the boys could blow off some energy. Roni loved her boys, of course, but she admitted their constant wrestling and restlessness wore her out. And now they’d have three.

“Well, I’ll stay fit, that’s for sure” had been her reaction when they’d been told they had a third boy coming. But they were done. At least that was what Roni was saying. Secretly—Noah dared not say it now that Roni was dealing with swollen feet and an active baby who enjoyed kicking her in the ribs—Noah wouldn’t mind trying for a girl one last time.

Noah was helping Jack spread the jelly on his toast, half listening to Roni and Bianca’s conversation. They’d been talking about their pregnancies as usual. But he’d been glad to hear they’d gone off on a different topic. Roni said Bianca was so paranoid about her pregnancy sometimes Roni would inadvertently say something that might worry her for no good reason.

Gio had already told Noah that Bianca wouldn’t be going back to teaching at the school once the baby was born. She’d take a few months off then devote herself completely to the program at 5th Street.

“Oh my God, I keep meaning to ask you something. The last school board meeting I went to . . .” Bianca began just as Jack threw a tater tot at Reina.

“Hey!” Noah said, stopping his hand before he picked up another one.

Jack smirked. “She threw one first.”

Reina was just getting off her chair now and pushed it back in, looking at Noah. “No, I didn’t,” she said very sweetly.

Noah began to look back at Jack, who was ready to protest adamantly. “Maybe it was one of the boys,” Noah offered. “Either way you don’t—”

“Trust me,” Nellie said, lifting her brow. “She probably did. Sorry about that, Jack.”

Jack started off his chair too. “Where you going?” Noah asked.

“To get dessert,” he said, not even looking back as he rushed after Reina, who was already on her way to the buffet too.

Noah watched, hoping he wouldn’t do anything rude like push her or start some kind of food fight by the buffet when Roni and Bianca’s conversation got his attention.

“You and Kratz, really?” Bianca gasped, bringing her hand to her mouth. “Oh my God! I wondered why he kept asking so much about you, but he just said you two went way back. He didn’t specify. Wow, that’s crazy.”

Roni nodded, smiling as she handed little Noah his juice. “That seems like a lifetime ago,” she said. “I didn’t know he was a principal now.”

“He just took the promotion I wanna say a year ago,” Bianca said, pushing her plate away from her. “Oh that was good,” she said, patting her belly, and then continued. “It was just so weird because I’d never actually met him since we didn’t work in the same school, but I’d seen him at a few of the school board meetings. I’d heard what a hard-ass he was, so I never bothered to introduce myself because he looks so mean, right?” Bianca laughed. “That’s why I was so surprised how smiley he was when we spoke of you.”

Noah peered at Roni, who was still busy helping little Noah with his breakfast. “Wait,” she said, looking back at Bianca for a second before bringing her attention back to little Noah. “That’s right. I did know he was a principal now.”

Really?

As far as Noah knew, it’d been years since she’d spoken to the guy. Bianca didn’t say much more beyond that about Kratz before going back to their baby talk and names they were considering. It wasn’t until the boys were done and off and running to the playground area of the restaurant that Noah got a moment alone with Roni.