"Doctor, if I heard you correctly… can you repeat that?"
"Sir, Mr. Ben—the young man you called the hospital about after he fainted—is pregnant. I am as shocked as you are. Male pregnancy usually occurs in transgender individuals, but Ben is not transgender. He absorbed his female twin sister in the womb. This has never been scientifically proven possible, but… we and every other doctor who has reviewed the results are stunned. Further research indicates this is one of the riskiest pregnancies in the world. As a responsible doctor, I strongly advise you to terminate it."
"Jesus Christ…"
"Calm down, sir."
Arthur sat completely speechless. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. How in the world is this possible? How is Ben pregnant?
"Okay… okay, I'm calm. What did you say again?"
"Your husband is pregnant, and yes, it's possible, but I advise you to termi—"
"Now you shut up. Don't tell Ben yet. I will tell him myself. Give him some pills to reduce the dizziness and everything else. I will take care of him until we decide what to do with the pregnancy."
The doctor looked stressed. Wasn't this the same man who was speechless a moment ago? People are crazy. He packed the files into a bag and prepared to leave as Arthur followed him out.
"What did the doctor say?" Ben asked, sitting up. He still felt a bit nauseous.
"He said you were tired and a few other things. But I don't think this hospital is the best place. I need to take you somewhere else."
"I'm fine, si— Arthur. I'm okay. I can literally fight right now."
"Yeah, I know… my strong boy."
They were given medicine and other supplies before finally leaving the hospital.
Liam's POV
I was blushing so hard thinking about Smart walking in earlier. Damn, and I was about to devour Jeff. That was not the first impression I wanted to make. Another thing was the way Jeff stared at Smart—like he was promising revenge later.
At some point, I wished I had a brother… or a sister. No, a brother would be best.
Smart walked out smiling weirdly.
Jeff turned to look at me, and I tried my hardest to maintain my tough-guy look. It was failing miserably.
"You good?"
(I swallowed as he came closer. Why does he look so hot in that coffee-stained shirt?) "I'm… good."
Jeff smiled and pecked me on the head. I was already burning up. I wanted Jeff so badly. I slid into bed and covered myself so he wouldn't notice anything was wrong.
It got worse as I watched him search for clothes for me to wear after a bath.
"Gaddd!!!"
"Hmm? Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just trying to sleep a little."
Tell him, you idiot. Or better yet, stand up and touch him. Liam, stop being embarrassed. I couldn't. I kept staring… then I had the idea to ask him about Tasha.
Jeff's POV
I was pissed that my brother had ruined the moment. Now Liam was upset. That must be why he was looking at me like that. Oh no, he's going to break up with me. No, he wouldn't. I wouldn't let him. I'll tell him I got Ned. Yeah, but not right now. Oh, he slid into bed. I'm finished. I'll sleep on the floor if he doesn't want me near him. I kept thinking and did the worst thing—I kissed his head.
I couldn't stop my mind from racing.
"Jeff…"
I stopped and turned slowly. There he was, sitting at the edge of the bed again, staring at me in a way he never had before.
"Jeff, come here." He gestured and patted the bed.
I went and sat down, expecting the worst.
"What are we going to do about Tasha and your career?"
I didn't expect that question, but it was fine. I hadn't really thought much about Tasha. The moment I saw the news, all I could think about was Liam and keeping him safe.
"Well… what happened has happened, and I don't think I can do anything about it right now. I haven't gone through my phone much today."
"Me too… This is my fault, right? I don't know what to say, honestly."
I hugged him tightly, held him close, and whispered, "You are the only thing I ask for. Even if I lose my career, I've made enough money to take care of you and my siblings. So don't worry about me, love."
"Okay."
The air between us thickened. Liam's eyes darkened with the same hunger I felt. He leaned in first this time, crashing his lips against mine. The kiss was desperate, needy. I groaned into his mouth, threading my fingers through his hair and pulling him closer.
"Jeff…" he breathed against my lips, voice shaky with want.
I didn't need more encouragement. I pushed him back onto the bed, covering his body with mine. My hands roamed under his shirt, feeling the heat of his skin, the faint bruises still healing from the ordeal. He arched into my touch, gasping when my fingers brushed his nipples.
"Need you," I growled, biting down on his neck. Liam moaned, the sound shooting straight to my cock. I stripped him quickly, then myself, our clothes landing in a heap on the floor.
He was already hard, leaking against his stomach. I wrapped my hand around him, stroking firmly while I sucked marks into his collarbone. Liam's hips bucked, his hands gripping my shoulders.
"Fuck—Jeff, please…"
I slicked my fingers and worked him open, one then two, curling them just right until he was writhing and cursing. When I finally pushed inside him, slow and deep, we both groaned. He was tight, hot, perfect. I set a hard rhythm, thrusting deep, hitting that spot that made him cry out my name.
Liam wrapped his legs around my waist, pulling me impossibly deeper. His nails dug into my back as I pounded into him, the bed creaking beneath us. Sweat slicked our bodies. I stroked his cock in time with my thrusts, feeling him tighten around me.
"Come for me, Liam," I demanded, biting his shoulder.
He shattered with a broken moan, spilling over my hand. The sight and feel of him pushed me over the edge. I came hard inside him, groaning his name as pleasure crashed through me.
We collapsed together, breathless and tangled. I kissed him softly, brushing damp hair from his forehead.